Actually, all I noticed about her was she was almost as tall as me, blonde and I got the impression she was quite pretty. That was it. Until she put... her hands on my shoulders and kissed me right on the lips and started to turn and run.Now I am on the other side of 50 from her and my wife divorced me 7 years ago, It has not been every day since then that young women have just suddenly jumped into my face, laid a kiss on me and gone merrily on their way! To be honest, my first thought was she. Janice opened the door towhat appeared to be a dressing and bathroom area. "Take off all of your clothes and I will obtain an outfit for you" she instructed. "All of them?" "Yes all of them, you must wear the proper foundation garments if you are to present a realistic appearance." When I had finished stripping, Janice measured my chest,waist, and hips and asked what size shoes I wore. She thenentered a large walk in closet and returned with several items.As she instructed I. Her skin was beautifully soft, I thought, but nowhere near as taut as Angelina’s, some ten years her junior. But Donna’s tan was much nicer, contrasting boldly with the white sheets upon which she lay.“Mmm, you were at Swanbourne today?” I smiled.“Yeah. How did you know?”I planted a kiss on her ass. “You don’t have any tan lines.” The nude beach just outside the Barracks was a constant source of amusement among the blokes.The massage moved to her front as Donna rolled over onto her back. I must. As I lick her clitoris I notice that her left inner labia is bruised, a rough lover perhaps. She nibbles my labia gently at first, and then more roughly, maybe that is how she got the bruise. I pick at a piece of dead skin and trace a vein with my tongue. My hand is slender and I probe deep inside her. I am desperate to drink her. Her fingers explore my cunt and anus in tandem. We can feel each other’s heat and the tremors coursing through our bodies. She ejaculates and my mouth catches her.