"I can feel it happening ... my balls ... shit, Susie, shit, shit, shit!" His moans only made me suck harder and harder. "I can't stop ... Jesus Chris... ... Susan! Yes, yes, yessss!"He let out a strangled cry of ecstasy and his ass did a mad hopping dance on the dirt as he exploded into my mouth.I fondled his balls, feeling the inner sacs swirling in their small sea of cum. His sperm splashed against the very back of my throat and I gagged, but I managed to swallow the steaming, stringy liquid. When we got there I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. The 'get to know you' room was filled with couples in various states of undress, no-one was actually nude but most of the women were down to their underwear and all the men had just their underpants on. It was clear that Pat and Bill were regulars as they seemed to know everybody and as soon as they'd introduced us, Pat and my wife disappeared into the bathroom to get changed. When they got back Pat was wearing a one piece corset type. Her eyes were determined as she wrapped her small hand around my thick, rigid shaft. With a squeeze, she slowly stroked back and forth. My eyes were on her erect nipples, pointing at the sky. I wanted to taste them.Startled by a loud clap of thunder, she jumped into my arms. I gently pushed her away and suggested that we finish our bath. Raindrops started pelting our bodies as we ran to the safety of the tent. Without a towel, we sat naked, dripping wet. I noticed her body shivering. I moved. The one bright spot was the fact that his mother seemed to know what the story was with the box and so she should be able to get him back to normal, at least in theory. Eventually the flow ceased and he was about to stand and pull up the feminine underpants and a short when he realised this lovely trip to the "Ladies room" wasn't quite over. Stuart grabbed a big wad of toilet paper, not knowing the amount he needed, and dabbed his new private parts. He didn't even know if he was supposed to.