“We are all naked because we are all officially Lifestyle Nudists now - you, Susan, your mom, and me. That is our BIG SECRET!”Jack still looked bl...ank so his father continued.“This all began just last Saturday right after we had been to Blanke Schande College. Your mother got it into her head that she liked the idea of living naked and when she saw how well you took to it on Sunday she became even more determined about the idea. She decided we should all be Nudists together. She went down to the. Opened the stall door and took a moment to gather her courage. Her quim was already moist and beginning to throb at the wickedness of such an act here. In public. In this posh and crowded restaurant. With a man old enough, let's face facts, to be her (young and handsome) father, waiting for her to return to him and hand him her damp underwear. She shivered. Wanting with every fibre of her being to put her hands down to her throbbing little clitoris and rub it till she sailed away on waves of. " "I must get it from Grandma. What was she, six one?" James recalled his grandmother, a extremely tall woman with grey hair. "Yeah, you must. It's just kind of strange, you being so tall when your sister is not." Anne remarked, her eyes never leaving the growth chart, and his sister's mark about seven inches below his. James did not comment, merely looking at his mother. She returned his gaze, with a softness that surprised him. Despite everything, she was still his mother. Despite the. Kathy increased her mouthing on Mark's cock, grinding down hard on the fleshy instrument that filled the hot, wet cavern of her mouth. One hand snaked around his slender hips, slipped beneath the top of his pants, and Kathy uttered a little cry of disappointment. Why hadn't he taken his clothes off? She was lying there without a stitch on, her slim, luscious young body exposed completely to him and Jim and, yes, all the rest who watched from the other side of the room--Art and Lydia.Without.