Those thoughts, added to the effects of Robert’s prolonged clit-licking, gave me a very strong rush, and I decided it was time. I asked Robert to sp...ed up his tongue and use his hands to stroke all over my body. I started to ask him to squeeze my breasts, but I liked what his hands were already doing so much I decided not to change what he was doing. Instead I started massaging my own breasts. I know some porn-movie whores do that to excite the men who are watching, but I had never done that. When we left from there and went and got in the car so we can go to the mall up the road but she told me to drive because she wanted to test that out as it was about a 20-minute drive to the mall, she sat in the passenger seat and we have to dress up a little bit, put the batteries in the remote and put that on turning it on and off and squirming all about saying how nice it was! When we got to the mall she put it in the glove box and we just walk around the mall looking at different stuff. “Good afternoon,” I said to the girl. My cock was still firmly between Anita’s folds,“How are you folks doing today?” she said pleasantly, not looking up from her task. “Beautiful day to take your daughter for a walk.”Anita blurted out a laugh, which she broke off with an “Rep” when I thrust into her. Joan shook her head.“I’m sorry. I was referring to my little girl,” she said, taking the baby up in her arms. “Say hello to Master, sweetheart. Master, this is Janie. Janie, Master.”“Please to. It seemed like a very attractive proposition in the dream but I thought about it and about the fact that God had formed me as a boy and that is what I still was, so I chose to remain masculine. The spirits didn't give up and had been trying to prepare me for being feminised all my life, working through the Teachers and Female relatives etc. Oh yes, relatives. We were often sent to spend the summer holidays with my grandmother's aunts who lived in the country and they played their part, but.