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Our Early Years, Chapter 2 free porn video
The next morning, as I drove over to pick Billie up, I was a little worried she might be having second thoughts after our first date had become amazingly sexually intimate. I arrived a few minutes early and Billie burst out the front door of the house before I was out of my car putting all my worries to rest.
She was excited to see me, almost vibrating with energy and projected the personification of the girl next door with her long hair in a French braid down her back; wearing a simple cropped white tank top, hip-riding denim shorts, and white tennis shoes. In one hand she was carrying a small picnic basket and in the other a beach bag. I took the basket from her, opened the trunk, and placed it next to my cooler. When Billie put her beach bag in her little top rode up exposing her breasts. Standing back up, this uninhibited, young nymph glanced down, barked a little laugh, and adjusted her top.
After closing the trunk, I joined her at the driver’s side of the car. I opened the door and couldn't help but moan as she teasingly eased in, one leg at a time; providing me with a delicious peek up the legs of her shorts at her bare little beaver. The air crackled with sexual tension. I groaned.
Hearing me, Billie gave me a sunny smile and playfully said, “I hope you don’t mind that I’m not wearing panties.”
My voice went up an octave and cracked, as I said, “No…not at all."
With an impish grin, she said, “Good, because I only wear them when I have to.”
She snuggled to me as we left. Running her fingers up under the leg of my cut-off jeans she gave me a sly knowing smile when she discovered I wasn’t wearing skivvies either. As she tickled the head of my cock with her fingernails I draped my right arm over her shoulders, slipped my hand up under her top cupping her right breast.
We rode along in an intimate silence for a while. About halfway to the turn-off to what we now considered our meadow, Billie slipped her fingers from under the leg of my shorts looked at the pre-cum on them, and licked her fingers clean. Grinning, she unzipped my shorts and fished my erection out. The day was looking out-fucking-standing!
Fondling me, she softly asked, “Do you know what I want to do when we get up there?”
After her erotic display, I knew exactly what I wanted to do, but asked, “Get naked?”
Her soft laughter was musical. Oh fuck! I was falling in love with this wonderful young woman. Her eyes expressed her excitement as she said, “Oh, I’ll be naked before we get there. I know we talked about exploring the area, but I want to make love first. After last night, all I've been able to think about is the two of us making love.”
Swallowing hard, I looked over at her and whispered, “That’s…that’s all I could think about, too.”
With big round eyes, she asked, “Really?”
"Yeah, it…it…” My heart was pounding, my mind spinning, my mouth had gone dry, and words wouldn’t form. Finally, I blurted, “I’ve never felt for anyone else, like I feel for you.”
Her face glowed; she sat up very straight and emphatically whispered, “I…I know what you mean, I feel the same way. I wanted to…to make love to you the night we met.”
We looked at each other; she had a beautiful blush on her face, neck, and upper chest. I could feel my face burning and knew I was blushing, too. Her eyes met mine, the impact of her stare made me realize this was rapidly evolving into more than teen lust. There are no words, which could describe how I felt. Had I met my life’s mate? I fucking hoped so.
Turning off the highway onto the dirt track leading through the woods, Billie slipped off her shorts and then her top. I crept along, not only because of the condition of the road but to drink in and admire her nude beauty. Oh fuck, was my heart pounding! She was a goddess!
Beaming a smile she resumed gently and slowly stroking me and softly told me, “It is so much fun riding around naked up here.”
Barking a laugh, I told her, “Oh, hell! I wish I still had my old Jeep. We could’ve spent the whole day exploring these woods bare-assed naked.”
“That would’ve been a blast! Have you ever gone boating naked?”
Laughing, I enthusiastically replied, “Oh hell yeah! Skinny-dipping?”
Giggling, she looked at me and said, “Oh yeah! You know Cheryl and…Brian’s sister, Susan, right?”
“Yeah.”
“When I turned sixteen and got my unlimited driver’s license…”
Smiling, I interrupted her, “That would’ve been in June of ‘69. Right?”
Her eyes got huge in delight, “You remembered!” Blushing, I grinned at her.
She returned my grin with a happy smile and continued, “On weekends, my daddy would let me use the old Dodge he drives to work. Sometimes, when it got real hot, Susan, Cheryl, and I would go skinny-dipping out at Bowden Mill Pond.”
Nodding my head, I said, “Yeah, I've been there a time or two.”
Suddenly embarrassed, she hesitantly whispered, “Well…sometimes, huh, some boys would join us.”
I watched her squirm a little, laughed, and said, “Damn! I wish I could’ve been there!”
Still a little hesitant, she said, “There...was a lot of, huh, underwater touchy-feely stuff that went on, too."
Becoming more aroused, I laughed and said, “Hell, that’s to be expected.”
Reassured I wasn’t upset with her naughtiness, but was, in fact, turned on by it; she relaxed and whispered in a husky voice, “Sometimes, after we got out of the water, we would pair off with a guy and make out. It was so…so, forbidden and frowned upon to do such a thing, that it made it all that more thrilling."
She looked at me with her big eyes and gently laughing said, “Susan and Cheryl would usually fuck the guy or,” she snickered, “in some cases, guys, they were with.”
We arrived at our clearing. I parked under a large live oak tree and softly asked her, “You wouldn’t?”
Her face reddened, she whispered, “Oh, I wanted to, but, Nuh-uh,” shaking her head, “just thinking about the possibility of getting pregnant…” she shuddered. “I…I would do just about anything else they wanted me to, and I often wondered what a hard cock inside of me would feel like.”
I pulled her onto my lap with her back to my chest, cuddling her. I held her to me, relishing the feel of her warm naked body. My hands lightly caressed her breasts and I nuzzled my nose against her neck inhaling her delightful scent. Shifting a little, I eased my erection up between her legs so it stuck up between her thighs with the head nestled in her pubes. I was enthralled with the sensations her moist heat created on the length of my cock.
Giggling, she wiggled her bottom on my lap and whispered, “Oh, that feels good."
Nuzzling and kissing her ear, I wanted to hear more about her skinny-dipping adventures and softly asked, “If you wouldn’t fuck them, what would you do?"
She moaned and whispering told me. “We’d kiss and I’d stroke their cocks, fondle their balls, jerk them off and sometimes, I’d give them a blow job. They'd always try to talk me into letting them fuck me, but, I wouldn’t, I wasn’t ready to go all the way."
Nuzzling her neck and laughing softly, I whispered in her ear, “Until the lifeguard.”
Twisting around, she gave me a quick look, realized I was teasing her and playfully punched me in the shoulder whispering, "Asshole." It was the first shoulder punch of many to come as our relationship developed.
Settling back, she was quiet for a moment, sighed, and said, “Oh, hell, I might as well tell you about it. I went with the high school French club to the beach. It was fairly late on Sunday afternoon when I met him. We went swimming and we started making out in the water. He played with my tits, slid his hand down into my bikini bottoms, cupped me…and fingered me. It felt so wonderfully decadent! After all, I’d just met him!”
She giggled, “I slid my hand down into his trunks and stroked his dick. He was very hard..." Biting her lip, she snickered, “He shot off pretty quickly. Later he walked me back to the motel where we were staying and asked me to go to the Pavilion with him that night. I said okay, but instead of going to the Pavilion we went straight to his place.”
Shrugging she said, "When we got there we started kissing; he ran his hands up under the back of my sundress and discovered I wasn’t wearing panties, which really turned him on."
Billie started using her left hand to rhythmically and gently mash the head of my cock against her clit. I started to softly rock my hips, sliding my length up and down her slit. Breathing heavily, I asked, “You, you weren't wearing panties?"
In a barely audible whisper, she panted, “No, we were at the beach to have fun."
Fuck! I was turned on! My heart was racing. “You weren't worried someone would see your naked butt if y’all had gone dancing?”
I felt her hiccup a laugh. She whispered, “No, not really.”
“You’ve done this before?"
Easing around in my lap, she gently tongued my ear and whispered, “Yeah."
My mind was picturing her dancing in a short little dress or skirt flashing her butt and probably her pussy to anyone who happened to be watching. If she’d wiggled her butt right then, I would’ve shot off.
Swallowing hard, I whispered, “Were you wearing panties the night we met?”
Nuzzling my ear, her breath was warm and moist, as she said, “No, I wasn't."
Hearing me moan, she giggled and asked, “Do…do you want to hear the rest?”
“Fuck, yeah.”
“We got naked and into his bed; made out some more. He had me suck his dick and then he put on a condom and we fucked.” She half-heartedly shrugged.
A little startled by her nonchalant attitude about losing her virginity, I asked, “What? You didn’t like it?”
She giggled, “Oh, fuck! I loved it! It was amazing! So much better than a guy’s finger! I started wondering why I hadn’t done it sooner.”
We looked into each other’s eyes; hers sparkled with happiness and her face was slightly flushed. We kissed and after the kiss, we held each other, silently and gently touched and caressed. I could not get enough of holding this warm, nude creature.
Whispering, I told her, “Sit up and I’ll strip off my shorts and put on a condom…”
Before I could finish, she softly said, “We can do it like this just about anywhere. Let’s get the quilt out and make love in the sun.” We untangled ourselves and got out of the car. I stripped off my cutoffs and tee-shirt, walked around to the trunk, removed my old quilt and together we spread it out.
Billie turned and stood looking down the slope at the river, softly saying, “It’s beautiful up here.”
I was spellbound with her natural beauty. The morning sun was cascading light and shadows across her tanned nude body. Her posture was almost perfect, head up, back straight, and shoulders back. She was standing slightly pigeon-toed with her right foot turned a little more in than her left.
Her hands were clasped behind her back, which, combined with her posture, lifted her handful-sized breasts up and out. Her nipples were aroused, her stomach flat, tapering down into her neatly trimmed, wet and matted pubic patch. The tail end of her French braid was brushing her tight little butt, and what a butt it was!
Looking at me, she focused on my erection, arched an eyebrow, smiled, and laughing softly said, “I see you’re ready.”
Standing there with a goofy grin on my face, I watched as she approached me. Oh fuck, she was beautiful. Moving up to me her breasts were gently brushing against my lower chest; she wrapped the fingers of her right hand around my hard-on, put her left hand behind my head pulling me down for a fantastic kiss.
Dropping my right hand down to her butt, I pulled her to me; she smelled of sunshine, warm naked girl and sex. We continued to kiss as I eased her down onto the quilt. Breaking our kiss we looked at each other smiled and placed our forehead together. We kissed, caressed, nibbled, stroked and whispered naughty things to each other.
Billie eased me onto my back and kissed her way down, stopping at my nipples and my belly button before descending to my cock. She nuzzled her nose through my still wet pubic hair, stroked me, kneaded my balls and ever so gently gnawed up and down my shaft.
Glancing up at me she giggled lightly, licked her lips and softly said, “Susan and Cheryl were right; pussy flavored cock doesn’t taste bad at all.”
Sliding her lips down over the crown she ran her tongue around the rim. With one hand wrapped around my cock and the other kneading my nuts she started bobbing her head. Damn! She was good!
I pulled her hinny around, lifted her up and lowered her delicate puss, still wet and slick with our combined fluids, onto my face. She was right; our combined flavors weren’t bad at all. With her knees on either side of my head, she sat still for a second, and when my tongue flicked her clit, moaned, humped my face, wiggled her butt to adjust her position, and went back to sucking my cock.
After several amazing minutes of mutual oral stimulation, she stopped, eased up off my face, and breathlessly asked, “Where…where are the…the condoms?”
Pointing at my shorts, I gasped, “…front left pocket.”
She eagerly pulled them out, ripped one open and as I reached for it she pushed my hand away saying, “Let me.” And smoothly rolled it on.
Throwing her leg over my hips, she sat upright, guided me to her puss, centered it, relaxed, circled her hips and using gravity allowed my cock to pop up into her. With her lower lip between her teeth, she placed her warm hands on my chest and started rolling her pelvis back and forth, side-to-side and up and down working me in deeper. Once our pubic bones bumped, she gave me a satisfied smile, stretched out on top of me and we kissed; a slow deep kiss. With my arms wrapped around her and hers cradling my head, we made slow gentle love, each of us savoring the other.
When I first met Billie, I had hoped to get her naked and in between her legs. And even though I had succeeded in this, I was enamored with her. While she had a slamming hot body, it was her amazing personality that had captured me. I’d never met, such an intelligent, open, warm, vivacious, caring, and friendly person.
She was, also, feisty, totally uninhibited, an exhibitionist who loved to get naked and was now discovering how much she enjoyed sex. I held her closer, nuzzling her neck and ear, caressing her wiggling, squirming, humping little ass, and counted my lucky stars.
I felt rather than heard a little catch in her breathing and a hitch in her rhythm. She broke out in a light sheen of perspiration and she started nodding her head in little circles. Her orgasm was far stronger than the ones I experienced with her the night before. It had built up slowly, like gentle waves building into giant breakers crashing onto a beach. Her whole body would tense up and then spasm; her pelvic floor muscles would contract, squeezing my cock like a fist. She had balled up on top of me with her knees on either side of my hips and burrowed her face into my neck.
After her peak, she gasped in my ear, “I…I want to feel…feel you cum.”
My orgasm was near and her warm, soft breath against my ear was all it took. Thrusting up into her I shot my wad, which triggered another, smaller orgasm in her. We panted into each other's ear as our heartbeats and breathing synchronized and then slowly returned to normal.
Billie pushed herself up and rested her forearms on my chest. Looking down into my eyes her face was a portrait of pleasure and joy. A giggle bubbled up, she wiggled her butt and enthusiastically said, “Gawd damn! That…that was fucking awesome! Let’s do it again!”
My hands were on her hips when she did a sexy little wiggle. I slipped them down to her butt cheeks and helped her rock back and forth. Her eyes got big as she felt me starting to get hard again. She stretched out on top of me and did a full-body squirm. Working her hips some more, she contracted her pelvic muscles gauging the firmness of my resurging cock, and blurted, “Oh goody, you’re getting harder and harder! ”
I thought, “Hot Damn!” And excitedly told her, “I’d better change condoms. A full one’s libel to break.”
Grinning, the horny little nymph eased up off me. When my pecker came out of her there was an audile, wet pop. Startled, we froze for a second, stared at one another and burst out laughing.
Still snickering, I got out from under her, skinned off the full condom and tore open a new one. Rolling it on I turned back to the lusty lass, stopped and stared at the sight in front of me. And, oh, fuck! What a gorgeous sight it was! Billie was on her knees, which were spread as wide as she could get them; her back was arched with butt stuck up in the air. She was resting on her forearms looking at me over her shoulder with a come-fuck-me grin.
Waggling and humping her ass at me, she slipped one hand up between her legs slipping a finger between her wet folds and into her pussy. Finger fucking herself she whispered in a low husky voice, “Come on fuck me…do me, fuck me doggy style.”
Thank the fucking stars for pre-lubed condoms! I was on her in a heartbeat. She used two fingers to spread her labia to provide me with a clear target. She yelped when I plunged into her and started banging back with vigor, meeting my thrusts. Grabbing her hips, I started pulling her to me.
Billie did not want it slow, gentle and loving this time; she wanted it hard, deep and rough. We were rutting like two primordial beasts, growling and grunting, snarling, vocalizing our mating. It wasn’t sweet and gentle, we weren’t making love; we were fucking, getting down and dirty.
Moving my hands from her hips to her tits, I cupped them pinching and tugging her nipples. Her ass slammed back into me driving my cock deeper. With my left hand I strummed her clit; my right arm went over her right shoulder, across her upper chest, up under her left arm.
Pulling her back hard, I thrust into her. She bucked, started clawing at the quilt and panting, “Oh fuck me…Oh fuck me…Oh fuck...Don't Stop...Don…Oh! Fuck!” Her arms collapsed and she fell forward pulling me down with her.
Lying on top of her, I continued holding her and rolled us onto our right sides. My right arm was still over her right shoulder holding her. Her ass was still humping back against my hips. I used my left hand to caress and stroke her pubic mound, abdomen, breasts, and neck.
I traced my index finger around her mouth. She sucked my finger into her mouth, tonguing it. Straightening it, I slid it in and out of her mouth as if it was a small cock. Moaning she started nursing on it. I added another finger, which she noisily started sucking.
Huskily, I asked, “Do you want a cock in your pussy while you suck another one?"
She moaned, slammed her ass back hard, shuddered, sucked harder and mumbled around my fingers, “Oooh! Yeth…ohh…yeeeth…” An intense sexually explicit mental image flashed through my mind.
Pushing her ass back hard and contracting her pelvic muscles, this bundle of sexual energy set me off. I slammed into her going off like a volcano. She yowled and snapped her ass back with a vengeance. I couldn’t get into her any deeper, but I sure as hell tried.
Gasping, I snuggled to her heated body. Panting and sweating we lay there still joined together enjoying little post-orgasmic humps, slightly stunned by the intensity of our passion. As we recovered we shifted a little, but neither of us made an effort to separate. Eventually, I softened and slipped out of her, rolled onto my back, and skinned the condom off.
Rolling completely over onto her left side Billie smiled at me and held her arms out. Easing into her arms and we kissed. She doesn't wear makeup or perfume or use fancy soaps or shampoos; her natural girl sweat and sexual scent were intoxicating.
Snuggling, we relaxed in our post-orgasmic bliss, quietly savoring each other’s company. After a while Billie whispered, “Let's hike down to those boulders by the water.”
Kissing the tip of her nose, we got up. Both of us were drained and a little shaky from our torrid session. I put on my beat-up, canvas boat shoes, shuffled to the trunk of my car, and grabbed my old army surplus backpack. Billie joined me wearing nothing but her Ked tennis shoes and a smile. We transferred our picnic lunch into the backpack, added a couple of Sprites and beer, a canteen of water, and padded it all with some towels.
Shouldering the pack, I took her hand and we headed down a deer trail toward the boulders. The slope eventually became fairly steep requiring care and then we came to a clay and rock embankment with about a twelve-foot drop, which we would have to descend. I went first and then helped Billie, which was a visual treat. By the time we got to the boulders, we were laughing like maniacs. Covered in dust and dirt with streaks of mud we stood there grinning at one another.
Billie hiked her hip up and attempted to look at her butt, which had been scratched by a rock, and said, “I think next time we go exploring, maybe we should wear some pants.”
Turning her, I knelt down and kissed her naked butt where she had scratched it. I also, ran my hand up between her legs cupping her adorable pubic mound. Giggling, she danced away from me and I had to grab her to keep her from tumbling off the boulder into the water.
Opening the backpack I removed the towels, spread one out to protect my butt, and put one behind me as I leaned back against the largest boulder. Billie stood in front of me looking down at my reawakening cock. Gently kicking my feet further apart, she took my tee-shirt, folded it into a pad, and used it to kneel down between my legs. Taking the canteen, she poured some water into her hands and started bathing my cock. She repeated this several times, which brought me to a full erection. Leaning over she licked the head, savoring a drop of pre-cum.
Sitting back on her heels, she looked at me with her lower lip between her teeth, bent over, and sucked my dick into her mouth. With her right hand wrapped around the base and her left hand kneading my balls, she bobbed her head, twirled her tongue around the rim of the crown and had me curling my toes. Resting my head back on the boulder, I closed my eyes giving in to the wonderful sensations Billie was lavishing on me. I rested my hands on either side of her head stroking her hair and gently humping her face.
I thought it would take a while to bring me off since I’d already shot two massive loads, but her exquisite expertise had me ready to cum rather quickly. I stammered, “I…I’m gonna cum…sweetheart!”
Nodding her head, she kept on with her blowjob. “Here…it comes!” I exclaimed.
Sucking me in deeper, she easily swallowed my rather diminished load. I collapsed back against the boulder, stroking her head as she licked my cock clean from top to bottom and back up. Sitting back on her heels she gave me a proud, satisfied smile.
I pulled her into my lap and tried to kiss her. Once again, she turned her head softly telling me, “No, I not only have cock-mouth, but I can still taste your cum.”
Taking her chin in my hand and I turned her head to me and kissed her anyway. After the kiss, we looked at each other and I told her, “I know, none of the other guys would kiss you’ve after you’d given them blowjobs but, I’m not one of the other guys.”
She blinked at me and softly said, “Well, yeah, but you’re the first guy’s cum I’ve ever swallowed.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, really. I’ve had guys cum in my mouth before, but I’d spit it out; tastes nasty.”
“Mine, too?”
Biting her lower lip she nodded and said, “Jellied Clorox.” Scrunching up her face she stuck out her tongue saying, “Blahhh, naaasty stuff.”
“Sorry. But, why did you swallow it this time.”
Shrugging, “It’s something, I…I just wanted to do.”
I kissed her again. She wiggled her bottom and quietly told me, “I’ve always gotten a kick out of playing with cocks; they’re so cute and each one is so different. And sucking cock is okay; but, I’d much rather have a hard cock in my pussy than in my mouth.”
Grinning at the little minx I teasingly said, “Ah-ha, now that you’ve fucked two guys, you’re an expert.” Her eyes went wide and she squawked with laughter. I received a second punch in my shoulder along with being playfully called an asshole, again.
Snickering, she kissed and tongued my ear, softly asking in a low sexy voice, “Does it turn you on knowing I’ve gotten naked and have gone skinny-dipping with a bunch of guys? And that I’ve made out with them, played with their cocks and sucked them off while letting them play with my tits, kiss my nipples and finger-fuck me? And that I have been fucked by someone else?"
My heart thudded, my cock twitched, I slowly nodded my head and in a hoarse whisper answered honestly, “Yeah...yeah, it turns me on. It really, truly does.”
Nuzzling my ear again, she squirmed her bottom down against my cock and whispered; “I thought it did...it turns me on, knowing you get turned on by my having been so naughty.”
Warm, naked, kissable, and huggable I nuzzled the back of her neck while caressing her breasts. Cuddling her in my lap, I asked her, “Would it turn you on if I told you about my sexual adventures?"
“Yeah, someday, but not today." she softly said.
She did a slow, full-body, sinuous stretch, wiggled, and asked, “Hungry?”
Laughing, I kissed her ear and whispered, “Yeah, spread your legs.” I received my third shoulder punch and was gently called "asshole" again.
Grinning at one another, we reach into the backpack and broke out the sandwiches, a Diet Sprite for her and a beer for me. We ate in a companionable silence, listening to the river murmuring against the boulders. We watched lizards scramble across the rocky surface, an Osprey soaring overhead and a big Blue Heron stalking fish in the shallows.
The sun was warm, Billie yawned, which triggered mine. The next thing I knew was the sound of a distant outboard engine waking me. Billie was curled up in my lap fast asleep. I hugged her closer and wondered, once again, how I had met such a wonderful woman.
My hug woke her. With a yawn and a sleepy smile, she asked, “What time is it?”
Kissing her ear, I softly said, “It’s time to head back.”
We repacked and prepared to climb back up the cliff. I offered to help Billie go up first. Laughing, she said, “You just want to see my butt and pussy.”
I snorted, “Hell yeah! You have a fantastic ass and the prettiest pink little pussy.”
Standing on her tiptoes, she gave me a quick kiss, turned, and prepared to climb. I cupped my hands together to give her a boost and she took it from there. Watching her, I was transfixed, not by her lovely, with him, nudity, but by her athleticism. Watching the muscles in her arms, shoulders, back, legs, and butt work as she climbed was awesome. I was impressed.
When she reached the top, I scrambled up, somehow managing not to drag my dick through the dirt. Hand in hand we hiked back up the deer trail toward the meadow. Billie put her arm around my waist and asked, “What do you want to do tonight.”
“Well, Phil, a friend of mine in Sumter, is throwing himself a birthday party out at his family’s fish camp and I was invited, which, with him. also means, ‘bring a date and beer’.
Smiling, she said, “Sounds better than anything else around here. What should I wear?”
With a horny leer, I told her, “Sheer, see-through blouse, no bra; a short mini-skirt and no panties.”
She looked at me, laughed, and said, “Okay…if that’s what you want, I’m game.” A thoughtful look crossed her face and she asked, "Will there be dancing?”
“Yeah, generally there is.”
“If we dance and I’m wearing a short skirt with no panties, everyone’s going to see my butt and pussy. Will you be okay with that? Or,” she smiled, “will it turn you on?”
With a little laugh, I told her, “It’ll turn me on.” Then softly asked, “Does that bother you?”
Grinning, she placed both hands on my chest and said, "No.”
She paused, looked up at me, and quietly asked, “You…you don’t think I’m a total slut, do you?”
Kissing the tip of her nose, I emphatically told her, “Oh, hell no! But, I, also, know you aren’t a ‘goodie-two-shoes’, and, I’m damned glad you’re not. I am extremely glad you’re free-spirited, adventurous, and,” I grinned at her, “totally uninhibited.”
Sighing in relief, she gave me a big hug and asked, “What time will you pick me up?”
“Since he’s grilling chicken, hamburgers, and hotdogs he wants to start fairly early. It’s a forty-five-minute drive, so…five-thirty?”
“Sounds like a plan to me.”
We continued to the car, loaded up, and headed back to town. Billie relished being nude and stayed that way until we neared town. Only then did she put on her cropped top and shorts.
I helped her with the picnic basket and walked her to the door. Kissing her goodbye I told her I’d see her in a couple of hours.
Lesley
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