Sex story with: Miho Yamada
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its wooden pickets down the other side, stopping at a gate that hung over
a well worn pathway. A sign on the gate held his attention for a moment.
"Clothing optional beach. Adults only", the sign read. It was painted by
hand, in a neat lettering. Jeff pushed the gate open and headed in,
feeling a growing sensation in his loins.
On the beach people lounged about in however much, or little, fit
their taste. Most of the women were topless, and there were quite a few
fully naked women. The men seemed evenly divided, most wearing very brief
suits. Jeff felt that his squarish boxer trunks made him overdressed. He
strolled down the beach, looking out towards the sea at the exposed
people. A young woman ran past him, looking over Miho Yamada's shoulder to catch a
frisbee, her firm young breasts bouncing happily. Miho Yamada caught the plastic
disc, and spun, flinging it back towards a naked young man, Miho Yamada's breasts
swaying and even slapping together audibly. Miho Yamada ignored Jeff, shouting at
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