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The beach
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Last weekend, Olivia and I went to the beach. It had been awhile since we went there last. Olivia wore a pink shirt, black floral jumper, black socks, and black flats. I wore shorts and a tee-shirt. We arranged to meet two friends of ours (Cathy and Myka). They are sisters. They did not intent to swim, but just wanted to lounge on the beach. Cathy wore a yellow dress and a pair of sandals. Myka wore a floral blouse, black skirt, black knee-highs, and black flats. Olivia and I had lots of fun in the water. Of course, I loved the sight of her in her wet clothes (she took her shoes off before going in the water.) Cathy even joined us in her dress and bare feet. We also saw an entire group of eleven women, who looked to be all part of one family, run into the ocean in their clothes. Some of them were dressed relatively casually but some had on dresses and tights. The apparent matriarch of the family was an older woman in a red and black dress, white pantyhose, and black heels. She did not go running into the water but cautiously walked through the surf, soaking her shoes and hosiery as well as the hem of her dress. Later, we saw her sitting in the shallowe water, still fully clothed, now completely soaking wet. The whole time, Myka had been sitting on the beach, but, at the end of the day, as Olivia, Cathy, and I came out of the water, Myka went running in, dress, stockings, shoes, and all. She splashed around a little and then came back out, laughing. As the two girls dried themselves off, Olivia and I snuck off to a deserted part of the beach, had quick but passionate sex, and then returned to our friends.
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Posted on : Jun 27, 2022
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