Her head nodded 'Yes' as she leaned back against the arm of the couch. Taking the initiative, I unbuttoned her jeans, slid my hand under her panties, ...and felt her hairless pubic area and a very wet pussy. Her legs instantly clutched closed, locking my hand inside her panties and my fingers against her. She did not try to remove my hand and slowly her legs spread open again, allowing my fingers to rub her little slit."Have you ever touched yourself there?" I asked her, continuing the gentle. She tied a twisty around the neck to close it, then looked up. ‘For as long as we’re here, my clothes are going to stay out here on the dock, Geoffie. I’m not going to set foot on the island wearing anything. Anything at all.’ She smiled up at him and shivered. ‘It’s not quite as hot as having you burn all my clothes – but it’s close.’ He smiled at her. ‘Thank you, Punkin. I loveit. And I love you.’ He pointed with his stick. ‘What’s the trash bag for?’ ‘In case it rains, silly.’ She stood. .. the pleasure of her sexuality freed of the bounds of society or stigma. And she hoped to be a part of his hedonism, to be present as he revealed himself through his yearnings.She trusted him, no doubt. She wouldn't be in this situation if she didn't. But still there was anxiety... about what he would say to her... do to her... with her... how she would respond... whether the reality would match the fantasy... what he would expect of her. She was simultaneously aware of the pounding in her. My pussy was on fire I did not have an orgasm in the car, and I needed to cum bad. I started rubbing it, though I don't think that it could get any wetter. I sat on the toilet, and jammed two fingers into my throbbing cunt, thumbing my clit simultaneously. I had to bit my lip to keep from screaming with pleasure. I heard Kevin tell me that he was going out to the pool. I managed to keep the quiver out of my voice long enogh to tell him that I would be down in a couple minutes. It wasn't long.