"Ok. I am a poof." He replied."Another definition of a poof" I said, holding up one of my black bras anda pair of matching panties. " is an effemina...te man. So put these on ifyou have the balls to prove you are not a hypocrite."I knew I had got him when he took his clothes off and I would exploit hisinsecurity about his masculinity mercilessly."Not so fast. Effeminate men take time to shave or wax all of their bodyhair off!"I could see he did not like the idea."It takes balls" I said.In a. She took off my t-shirt and my vest. She kissed and licked my nipples and my chest. My turn was next. I removed her pink yoga pants but didn’t touch her t-shirt or her black panty(to make her more desperate). I started to lick her ankles and tickle her foot. She had flesh in the right place. I kept licking and kissing each and every part of her leg. She was aroused and tried to remove her shirt. I didn’t let her do that. She was pleading “Please let me remove it”. I said NO, MY SEXY GIRL. Then. To the left of the balcony were the table and chairs, to the right. Facing out to sea, was Laura’s camera, set up on a tripod. In the middle was a single chair, again facing out to sea. Laura was sat on the chair, with her feet up on the railing. Curious, I turned and sat on the edge of the bed. Yesterday we had watched a beautiful display as the sun broke across the ocean.Laura’s feet were about a yard apart and rather than resting on top of the railing, were pushed against it. Her bum was. The moment I entered her house and everything was settled I held her arm, pulled her closer to me and our lips met. This wasn’t the first time we smooched but today was different, ahh the taste of those sweet lips, exploring her mouth with my tongue, exchanging saliva no words can describe those feelings. Her hands wrapped around my waist, my right hand moving from her back to slowly up and front holding her soft and firm right boob, caressing it, while still lip locked, slow and gentle, her.