Roger and I slowly left the beach. He reached out his hand to take mine, and we walked along like a love sick couple. We worked our way along the water's edge, then slowly up the goat track to get to the top of the cliffs. Roger insisted on me walking ahe...
It had been an hour since my husband, Roger, and I had fucked in front of complete strangers on the beach in Skiathos. We had relaxed and enjoyed the warm sunshine on our naked bodies. It was a liberating experience, and flashbacks kept flooding back to...
My husband (Roger) and I are not swingers, but we are exhibitionists. He loves to show me off to other men, especially at the beach. We live in Europe, so he insists on me going topless and wearing only a tiny thong to sunbathe in. My husband likes to...
