I let her walk a few meters ahead of me to admire her nakedness, silhouetted in the sun through her light clothing. Sylvie was worried about seasickness. My caresses then moved down to his pussy, which I held in the palm of my hand. Soaked, Sylvie’s dress clung to her skin. She was naked under her light dress. She found a certain pleasure in pressing the fabric against her body, pretending to dry herself. Sylvie’s white dress had become transparent, highlighting every detail of her figure. Sylvie’s swimsuit was still damp before we left and was going to soak her light dress. After getting off the boat, we had to walk 2 km to get home. “I noticed you enjoyed seeing me like this, so come soap me up if you want.”
I quickly undressed and pressed myself against her, a strong erection clearly visible. Most of the day was spent swimming in the clear waters and having a picnic on the beach. Her dress accentuated her curves. The way back was less of a problem. She found a certain pleasure in pressing the fabric against her body, pretending to dry herself. She was wearing heels that matched her outfit. The sea was calm at first. The male passengers stared at her.
