“So now what?”
Christine thought for a moment. “Last year.”
“And you never mentioned this earlier?”
“Like I said, the nudity thing wasn’t listed on the tickets or brochure.”
I gave a soft sigh. Mature porn Definitely not the sibling kind. They seemed like really friendly people. They were all so friendly and inviting. Her tongue was in the same alignment. All the while, my throbbing hard cock was in Christine’s mouth while she sucked expertly. In the back of a tour bus full of sleeping nudist. “I like them.”
“Would you be bothered seeing my cock? “I can’t.”
“And why not? Best of all, everything is already paid for by my asshole ex-boyfriend.”
She had a point. “What’s what?” I replied, playing dumb. “Sort of,” she reluctantly admitted. By decades, we were the youngest of the group. Our parents overheard Christine asking me to go, and they encouraged me to accept, even though I persistently refused. “You’re here for the tour retreat, I’m assuming,” the lady said. “How about we turn around and undress. When the bus
