Sylvie was very beautiful: 5’8″, 110 lbs., long legs, and a small chest (32 B). She said to me,
“Give me a few moments and come find me.”
I continued my shower to remove the salt that had settled on my body, my mast straightened and raised. We sat on the last bench at the back of the small boat. “Gently, start by washing myself first.”
I sprayed shower gel on his body while he was still clothed. Luckily, because we passed a few neighbors. I placed a reassuring hand on one of her bare thighs, and her dress rode up slightly, just below the “playroom,” as they say in France. The wind had picked up during the day and the sea had gotten rough, but we had to get back. Her dress became translucent again. No one could ignore the nakedness of her little pussy anymore. We hastened our walk, and finally, we arrived at much less busy streets. Her dress accentuated her curves. Sylvie was very beautiful: 5’8″, 110 lbs., long legs, and a small chest (32 B). “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.
