LETTER: “(…) I imagined you in my room, just as willing and excited for sex as I was. I roughly pinned you against a wall, and we kissed each othe... hungrily. My hand had slipped down between your legs, rubbing your pussy against your thin work out leggings. My cock sprang alive inside my jeans, and I quickly pressed it right against your pussy. I knew you could feel my hardness through that light layer of clothes, as I saw you bite your lower lip seductively, as you looked straight into my eyes. It’s clear to me, though, that whether married or not, they’re a long-term couple. Their tans are too deep, they’re completely comfortable with their nudity, and they spend more time looking at each other than their surroundings, yet when they do it appears they aren’t sure where they should be. It strikes me that they have their own nudist hangouts, but they aren’t locals here, and may be visiting for the first time. Now I’m feeling like, as a regular, I should maybe be helpful, and offer. Do what you did before... please..."But the huge dog merely looked down at her with a superior air, appearing to be waiting for something. What was it? What more did he need?"Lick me," she blurted out blatantly, surrendering. "Lick my cunt."The big dog appeared to laugh, and then his head inclined and he moved forward between her scissor-opened legs. With a single long, swiping movement, his snout went down and forward, and then his tongue was snaking out lizard-like and whipping through the. ..”“Poor ol’ Ben has two fourteen year old mates. It’s a wonder to me that he ever gets time to come up with any sperm at all.”I smiled some more. “We do keep his level pretty low.”“Well, I don’t have to worry about checking him for sexually transmitted diseases...”“Other than exhaustion,” I tittered.“Bink!”“You’re the one who sent me off to live with ‘im.”“And now I need just a little bit back.”When Sara walked in, we did a reprise of the conversation.“Everybody LOVES Ben,” Sara said.“I know..