At the nudist beach
SHE SPREAD HER WET PUSSY, AND BEGAN TO PLAY WITH IT, TURNED ON BY THE OTHER SCENE.
One Sunday at the nudist beach. As it was habitual, every Sundays we did the same thing over and over, and this time was not the exception of the rule: we got up early to have breakfast, picked up our stuff and packed everything we'd need in a bag: towels, sun tan, and CD's to listen to some music at this nudist camp. My mi wife collected her clothing too, and I saw her getting into the bath room where she began to s...