[Exhib] On the coastal path

We spotted a hiking trail at the beginning of #8217 year with the idea of doing it #8217 on sunny days, more precisely in spring, when’it is neither too hot nor too cold. The day after our vaccination, being in great shape, we decide to discover the coastal path in Saint-Cyr-sur-Mer. We do not #8217;have #8217;precise mileage targets. It will be to the feeling !

We have the idea to make naughty photos, but we are in the middle of the weekend of the ’Ascension and we suffer a real tourist invasion ! I'm not lying to you, but on the parking lot, 80 % parked cars have a non-PACA #8217;registration plate. MrSirban s’is luged several lingerie, a pair of nylons and a pair of #8217;pumps in the backpack for nothing. He was close to taking the drone ! Fortunately, he didn#8217.#8217.;, otherwise it would have been even more crowded. We were able to carry out some shows by being very careful that #8217;there #8217;there is no family. At times, we had to be patient and wait for the waves of tourists to pass. This coastal path is beautiful, but c’is a real boulevard !

The day before, we had done a hike of 8 kilometers to Fountain-de-Vaucluse (read the article) and I had #8217;had not put on an adequate outfit. J’was in skirt and nylon stockings, with shoes with smooth soles. This time, j’have planned the shot and J’have opted for hiking shoes and shorts to crapahuter ! I didn't grumble once during the hike ! The only problem with the shorts is that #8217 it makes the exhibits complicated if I want to reveal my well-fed little butt or my little glabrous.

On the trail, we crossed a large rock dug by the ’erosion that inspired us well with MrSirban. The view is beautiful and I can't resist the #8217;want to slip into this natural slot to observe what Nature has to offer us. I turn around and cross the look of my Man who dodelines from the head while smiling while telling me “It's #8217's good, there is no one !”. J’understood the message not at all subliminal, he wants to see a little bit of me !

I show her my breasts, then full d’insurance I lower my shorts to show my buttocks. I turn around but his face has changed, quickly, it is necessary to dress a whole tribe arrives. Flute ! J’have just time to pull up the shorts. I pretend to ’observe the geological formations leaning forward so that #8217;we do not notice my open braguette. We wait for the tribe to pass and MrSirban s’in turn interferes in the hole. Small eyebrows and smile up #8217;to the ears, I indicate to Him that #8217;he can #8217;exhibit in his turn. He is happy to do so and he does not #8217 hesitate for a second to lower his jeans to reveal his manly attributes. J’loves to see that’he enjoys s’show off again !

We continue our oral walk to’pointe Grenier. We discover an old gypsum exploitation that #8217; we totally ignored. Plaster kilns remain in poor condition, a grinding wheel and the #8217;old loading dock (the pontoon you see behind me). The mine n’is no longer really visible. The landscape is beautiful and making a small stop, I reveal my breasts on a rock. You already have to put on, we hear little childish voices and we will not wait to see them to get dressed ! C’is complicated to show them with all this world. C’is a parade and we can't do exactly what #8217;we would like.

We continue #8217;pointe Fauconnière and we discover #8217;old military remains. We start with the ’old powder magazine. You can't go inside #8217, a grid the fence. We do two small exhibits before #8217;being joined by two ladies. We go up #8217;to the lookout tower, where there are definitely too many people to try the slightest flashing.

We go up #8217;to the’old barracks, which is in ruins. I start to lower my shorts, j’I want to’an exhibit with the perspective of the door overlooking the path. I have to get dressed quickly, people are coming. What a galley ! I reassemble my shorts in fourth gear crouching behind a low wall so as not to be toasted by the horde of tourists. I find myself kneeling in the small pebbles and… It stings a little. I don't #8217;have time to go up the braguette again, c’was less than one !

We continued to walk along the coast following the #8217;old customs road #8217;to the Resquilladou. The landscapes are just right… Great ! Let's get full the Peepers. C’is both very wild and steep. The creeks flow into the Mediterranean azure #8217. The ’erosion creates many small coves more or less accessible to swimming. I regret not being able to share with you the perfumes of Provence. Pine needles, spray and scrublands embaument l’air.

We returned to Saint-Cyr after a walk of more than twelve kilometers punctuated by many flashing. We would have preferred that ’there are fewer people to make erotic series in lingerie. MrSirban s’is worn three lingerie in the bag for nothing ! Even when moving away from marked paths #8217, we didn'#8217;failed to be alone for more than two or three minutes. After this beautiful hike, we #8217;are placed on the port to lunch a good Pan Bagnat and recover forces.