Voyeur and my wife the Sequel my MILF wife and
A few days later, I was walking in the town, alone, when I suddenly spotted the guy from the beach approaching. He too was alone, and as we came nearer he recognised me and smiled broadly. We both said ‘Hi’ and it was clear that he wasn’t English: it turned out th at he was German, but his English was pretty good. He said he used the nudist beach often when he was staying here; sometimes his wife joined him, but on that day she had been somewhere else. In fact, he enjoyed going there alone...