For some reason no else in either of our families is interested in becoming a Lifestyle Nudist themselves. They just like it as a weekend past-time th...ing but we have both always loved the idea and so we finally decided to do something about it. We were both away yesterday and we thought that today we would be the only Nudists on campus until we saw you two get off the bus. After this week is over we are going to register properly to become full-time Lifestyle Nudists and I am really looking. But, hey, no pressure.When I’m cooking, I usually wear spare clothes so that, if they get dirty, I don’t have to worry. Yesterday, it was the same, but I had some final steps that had to be done no more than ten minutes before guests arrived. Of course, for those steps, I was already wearing my outfit for the evening.I was garnishing the tarts and I felt my husband’s eyes on my butt. Jeez, he loves my butt, and I always try to wear something that emphasizes my butt because feeling his eyes on. Looking over at Oscar, he asked, “Do you have a card?”“I need a card to play?” Oscar asked. He had begun his reply about the time the pit boss had said the word Do. Oscar was having difficult dealing with two visions of the world.“No, but if you have a card, then we can comp your room for you,” the man answered examining Oscar for a second. He’d seen plenty of people stoned out of their mind drop a bundle at the table. If he kept Oscar at the table, he knew that they would win every dollar they. Looking up into my fixed eyes she gently rolled onto her side , she took the cucumber from her dripping pussy , and started inserting it into her arse , with four soft strokes it was buried all the way into the soft folds of her puffy shitter with just enough cucumber left for her fingers to hold onto , as she skillfully worked the green monster in and out of her shit hole noiselessly , i could feel my cock making a bid for freedom from lt's beer soaked confines , i slid my zip down realeasing.