A doll. Enough was enough. It was time to tell Barbara andCarolyn and Ann that he wasn't going to do this anymore. That he was areal man and no man - ...no REAL man would submit to being reduced to theposition of being a girl.With his mind made up, he took a deep breath, but then the tinglescame back. The soft, elegant, addictive tingles that felt like abillion, little butterflies on his skin, all flapping their wings aonce, and his proclamation of manhood reclaimed came out differentlythan he'd. Still pistoning her, I began pulling back her hood and had a clear view of her sweet, soaked little man standing tall.The same pumping then included her clit GLANS and she completely lost control. Rapidly approaching a peak, she locked her head to one side, breathed fast and raspy. Her lights dimmed as her chest and hopping tits reddened. She screamed. Her tender pussy flooded then exploded copious cunt juices on my ravenous tongue in an uncontrolled release. Still shuddering in her latest. At first I had just been screaming and kicking my legs. But the hotter I got; I opened my legs and began to lift my ass in the air. Then I felt him squeezing and massaging my ass with each spank. Then his fingers stroked my pussy. Jeez, but I was soaking wet."Mom's story was getting me wet! I could remember feeling the same way when Uncle Charlie had spanked me. Mom was breathing heavier now. I could see she was getting excited, reliving her spanking, so I shut up and let her talk. But I wanted. This situation happened on the first vacation that I went to the Algarve alone with my boyfriend who, six years later, I ended up marrying.At the request of my boyfriend, I was walking topless with my breasts, which at the time were size 38D, showing everyone very relaxed despite being excited by the situation since I was always a good exhibitionist. One of the times when I went to the shower when I went back to my boyfriend who was sleeping in the towel, I noticed that a few meters above us.