The cold air hits me as we walk out, circulating around the top of my breasts making me gasp with pleasure, you hear my little gasp and just smile. Yo...u look down at me and your eyes rest on the swell of my breasts rising and the blood rushes right down to your cock making it harden and bulge beneath your jeans. We dance, most of the night or what people could call dancing but it was more grinding and humping against each other, both of us wanting to feel more than the clothes between us. My. Finally, Emma said,, "I need to go. That's like an enema and I really need to go."Nola said, "Paulie, go with her in the water. It could knock her off her feet." I did as she rose, holding one hand on her butt. She waddled to the water and I caught her as she walked in. We walked in a little further. The wave action was rough and I could feel an undertow pulling at us both. Emma squatted and released a sigh of relief as her bowels cleared with a few light sound effects. I washed my cock off. Tex obviously knew what he was doing, and the work progressed very rapidly. “Yer look a little tense,” he said.“Really,” she replied bewildered.“Yeah, I’ve never seen yer with a boyfriend,” he stated matter-of-factly. “Pardon me being crude,” he continued, “but yer looks like yer need a good service. Yer can always tell a woman that’s being well serviced from one who ain’t, cause they’re far less uptight.” Tex reported with a horny look in his eyes. With a salacious grin he concluded, “thing. Eww. Of course if you know someone who works in special effects makeup for films’n’shit and can do that properly and hypo-allergenically?”I shook my head. “‘Fraid not, all my special effects contacts are digital.”“Says the man who’s learning PhotoShop, haha. So. Any body-painting for now is just for the details. Tummy patches, painted tits, that kind of thing as well as the noses’n’nips.”“And will those catgirl shoots be indoors or out?”“Outdoors, I think. I just don’t get much of an indoor.