We were able to stop for a few days and have a short vacation on the lake in the end.
The first evening, after a nice dinner and a good bottle of wine, we had a quiet stroll along the lake. The weather was perfect, the light low, and the place was almost deserted, except for the chitchat from cocktail bars a bit further and very few people passing on the pathway.
We were enjoying the atmosphere (and her body), and the situation was so tempting…
Don’t move (whispered in her hear)
She froze while I went down on my knee, started moving my hands from the calves to the waistband of her panties, and slowly began to drop them. After claiming my trophy, we continued our walk, but the view was too beautiful to avoid getting some shots as memories of the evening.
The place was so amazing, but — inexplicably — we decided to get back to our room to have more privacy. Alas, we forgot to close the window overseeing the garden with the pool.
But that’s another story to tell, and other juicy photos we took. ;-P
Em.
According To 'EM 
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