“These are perfect; I don’t know how my son could keep his hands off of them.”His strong hands felt great on my tits. “You don’t seem to be ...able keep your hands off them,” I moaned.“You don’t seem to be complaining," He said squeezing my tits over my bikini top.I took a step back reaching behind me untying my bikini top. My top fell to the floor. I stepped back giving him access to my naked tits. “Wow, your tits are fantastic, may I kiss them?” I just nodded as Mr. Fredrick put his lips to my. I waited until I saw Tracy leave with her husband. She never looked over at me, they just headed out the door. I ordered another drink and waited.I decided to leave my car at the function, and take a taxi.The address Tracy gave me, was for a three-storied house. It sat in its own plot, just off a country road. The taxi dropped me at the gate, which was about a hundred yards from the house. As I approached the house it appeared as if there wasn’t anyone home, then I saw what appeared to be. Dave as usual dressed, as he wasn't keen on sitting around naked in the morning, and, in any event, he had to go outside to pack up, load the car on the trailer and generally get ready to leave. But he was always happy for the girls to sit around in the nude. He knew he would never tire of seeing their naked beauty.Gail on the other hand sat at the breakfast table flaunting her nudity, pushing her breasts forward, keeping her legs parted and bending from the waist, not the knees. She knew she. “Anyone care to summarise the plot? Clarissa?”Clarissa put her hand down and straightened her back. “It’s a love story. Basically, Elizabeth and Mr Darcy are destined to be together but neither of them can see it or will admit it because they don’t believe society would allow them to be a couple. She thinks he’s too good for her and he thinks she’s beneath him. Except that they don’t, not really, they just think like that because everybody thinks they should. It’s sort of complicated.”“I hear.