#221427 - It seemed the most natural thing in the world when you held out your bottle of suntan lotion, and asked if I would be kind enough to put some on your back for you. I revelled in the physical sensations of my pussy mound lying on top of yours and my nipples pressing into your soft chest, and still more in the amazing facts that not only had I been made to come (twice!) but also that I had been responsible – at least indirectly – for an adult woman reaching an orgasm. You placed your hands quite gently on my hips, as if to steady me, and said with quiet and calm assurance: ‘Do my front as well, won’t you?’ My mouth went dry and I swallowed nervously, but somehow I never thought of refusing or of rising and stepping away from you.