I hoped he would make the next move. I stood in silence for what seemed for ever, then I felt what I wanted, what I needed, his hands on my ass. As if... by instinct, I turned to face him and fell to my knees, I started to undo his belt and he ripped his pants open. His cock sprang out, it was short but fat at the base, I didn't waste time teasing it. I dove my mouth on him and took his cock as deep as I could, feeling his pubic hair on my nose. His cock tasted much better than I would have. A car went by and the driver honked and waved, so I waved back.Oh, gosh I was naked! On the street! I couldn't believe I was doing this, but I was. Even after two days naked in school, two days of posing for the drawing class, an afternoon of posing for the photography club, and a roll on the grass with the neighbor kid and his friends, and even naked at the dinner table with mom and daddy, this was - well, it was just Something Else Again!The sidewalk was cold and gritty under my bare feet,. She pulls it open and looks inside, then reaches in with her thumb and forefinger.“It feels kind of wet....” she comments, “No.... slippery... weird.” Sandy removes the condom from the package and holds it in front of her face.I am nude, my penis erect, standing in front of my sister who is investigating a condom for the first time. Sandy asked me about it, suggesting I let her try one out during our sexplay time together. As is usually the case, she is still clothed, though she has opted to. Her husband used to torment her for no fault of her, when a man looked at her. She did not have financial freedom and suffered humiliation, physical and emotional abuse from her suspecting husband. She did not feel sad or have feelings of grief. She did not mourn. She felt relief, free as if she is set free from life term imprisonment. She felt happy, joyous and elated. Instead of being gloomy and sad she felt monstrous joy which means there would be no powerful will bending hers in that.