She grabbed my hand again and we started running down the dirt trail through all the bushes until we came to the small opening of grassy land at the b...ottom. Its so hot out, I complained as I wiped my forehead. Do you want to swim? she asked. She was taking off her sandals and was walking toward the shallow water. I would, I told her, but I dont have any trunks or anything. Its alright. We could go skinny dipping. Umm, what is that? I asked. I honestly had no idea what it was. Its when you go. It was completely different from what I was expecting and better than any of the boyfriend flings I had ever had before. His tongue gently started to slip into my mouth. Never forcing it but taking a little more each time. I dropped my blouse to the floor and wrapped my arms around him. “Turn around,” Mr. Keller instructed me and I quickly obeyed. His hands held the hem of my high waisted skirt and pull the zipper down until it stopped. I held my hand on my stomach and turned back so I was. I looked hot in that dress, and of course, I never wear panties. I am an exhibitionist; I really get off flashing waiters and patrons.I went over to my cousin’s apartment at 6:30, and had a couple of beers. Michael picked me up at 7:30 sharp. He looked great, and smelled nice too. He is about 5-10, 175 pounds. He looked like he takes great care of his body, and I would find out later that he really did. He drove a very hot Mercedes, and took me to a very fancy Italian restaurant, very dark and. The black leather boots fit her curvy legs snugly. She had just a tad bit of flesh overhang the top of the boots. Every nerve in her body was tingling with excitement, from her finger tips to her clit. She pulled the bubble gum-pink lipstick from her make up bag and coated her lips, then tossed her fingers through her blonde curly hair. She piled the curls high on her head in a loose bun. A few strands hung down by her creamy neck. Aside from the thigh-high, high-heeled boots, Carrie was.