So he decided to wander further up along the narrow shore to a remote area he had never explored. Emil knew that finding real treasure took effort. Th...ere was nobody around - probably miles. Only a gentle breeze and a few birds accompanied him. As he climbed over the knotty roots and rocks along the shoreline, he wished he had worn something more comfortable than those tight red shorts, sandals and a flimsy white T-shirt. In fact, he thought it would be nice to be naked, but he felt a little too. If you aren't interested, it's no issue." She smiled. "Someone try to feel you up?" Hey," I said, "I don't care how you swing, but the first time I saw you, you had your clothes off and waved your cute little butt at me."Sylvia chuckled, low in her throat. Surprising voice for such a small woman. "Hey, yourself! I like going bare and I've got a body I'm proud of. I'm just not into fucking girls." She turned to Ned, speaking seriously, "Sorry, hope my language doesn't offend you."Ned's face was. " "Asshole." "Anniversary."James toyed with the plug, eliciting a moan from Shannon as she rubbed herself. James lined his cock up with her pussy and slid in easily. He clamped a hand over her mouth, stifling a scream of bliss. I tugged myself harder. She had never let me near her ass, and now, it seemed, she was about to let James take it. Time slowed to a crawl as I watched James breed my beloved, and her eyes rolled back in her skull. She picked up her phone and in a moment of clarity, I. And then, Karen’s short, sexy leather skirt fell to the floor. My wife stood on stage in nothing, except her high heels and sheer, red stockings with lacy tops about six inches below the apex of her legs.The room erupted in noise. That’s all it was to me, noise. My wife was literally naked on a stage, not just in front of two other couples like earlier tonight, but a roomful of strangers. Then it hit me, it had been Pauli who had wanted to strip, but my wife was the only one naked - her tits.