.... Presently, her hand went briefly to her privates, and it seemed to me that she was brushing away a grain of sand, or some stray beachfly that had become attracted to her already-womanly scent grown musky in the heat. I did not clearly hear what she was saying at the time, but later, as I sat alone under circumstances different yet somehow strangely similar to these, I would realize what she said. She was making a remark about how good the sun felt on her pussy, and how horny it was making her, a remark made with the lascivious wholesomeness of a young virgin with a crush. One of the other girls, probably the one on her stomach, made a remark that seemed to contain the name of a boy whose very mention caused the chubby girl to blush with embarrassment, even in the summer sun. |