” she laughed as we walked down the steps onto the tarmac.“Don’t worry mum,” I whispered. “I’ll lick all the sweat off you.”“I’ll ho...d you to that.”We’d booked a hotel in a small place called San Agustin overlooking the world famous beach called Mas Palomas, and even as we unpacked in our top floor room, she was looking out over the beach.“There are hundreds of them Michael.”“Hundreds of what?”“Naked people.”“Yes,” I laughed. “There’ll be two more soon.”“Come on then hurry up,” she chided me.. Anne's feelings are mixed. She feels very humiliated coming on my orders and being always on camera!Anne also wonders how may guys or girls will masturbate, watching her hot footage. Perhaps hundreds?Anne never dreamt of a career as a porn-star. She wishes she had been wiser with this Professor Peter.Anne actually starts to long to perform some of her secret sexy foxy fantasies with Petra and Peter.Anne is not allowed to touch her love lips without written permission of pervert Poet Professor. I wasactually shaking from nervousness or possibly a slight chill in the airwhen she returned with a tape measure. I didn't say a word as shemeasured me in virtually every direction."Your mother said your name is Taylor. That is a very pretty name." Thank you, it's my real name." Well Taylor, you certainly take good care of your body. We should beable to help you where nature has not. With a little padding and someenhancements, I think you will be a size 8 or maybe even a 6." Can I put some. The walls of the kitchen, the floor beneath our feet and even the sky above just seemed to dissolve and for what was probably less than a minute but felt like an eternity, I found that I had lost where I ended and she began. Together our tongues touched, teased and soothed the other as our lips open and closed only to open again out of need for what had only been known for a scant few seconds but was needed for all time.We had just broken our embrace and were still holding each other and.