“Really?” Her eyes met mine for a moment, and she looked down again. “I mean, I’ve gone to nude beaches, and it wasn’t a big thing.”I nodd...ed, and took another breath to steady myself. That wouldn’t do anything for my raging erection, but that was a secondary concern at the moment. “I will get dressed and go out so you can bathe and dress, okay?” I smiled at her while making damn sure to keep my eyes on her face. It was hard, but I mostly managed it.“Okay.” She stepped to the side as I stood up. .. I had met this great girl, Charlene, over the summer. She was 5'3", blonde hair and was very sexy. However the thing that attracted me to her was that she made me feel so comfortable. I could be myself. No games, just relaxation and enjoyment anytime I was with her. She seemed interested in me. Although I was 20, I was still a virgin. I had made it to second base a couple of times but since I didn't really fit in high school I mainly just drifted through and kept to myself. Basically I hated. We had never even discussed such a thing and it came as a shock to me that she would piss in my mouth but I felt nothing was off limits, so continued to drink and lick as she filled my mouth again and again. Her fingers were rubbing her clit the entire time so after she finished, the combination of my tongue and her fingers, she came quickly and again filled my mouth but this time with her sweet juices.We lay on the floor kissing and caressing each other for maybe an hour and really said. ” “We all get spanked by our husbands,” nodded Stella. “But… when do they … I mean… do they spank you often?” stammered Maria. “It depends on the guy, and your own behaviour,” warned Stella. Isabella, who had been fairly quiet until this point, piped up. “For example, in the first year Bruno and I were married, on top of any punishment spankings I earned, he also gave me ‘maintenance spankings’.” “A maintenance spanking – what’s that?” asked Maria, curious and a little anxious. “It was a.