.i could feel his fingers touching my hands, arms, shoulders........he moved them to my back moving along my spine downwards till he reached my ass cr...ck.......... he then started moving it along with my panty line sideways.......my breath continued to go deeper......i could hear my own heart pounding........ his hand moved in front to feel my stomach and searched for navel........i loved the touch.......my every cell of body was aching with pleasure.......it was very difficult to control. Her hard, long nipples stood out over an inch, portraying her arousal. She has a shower massage (bet I can guess why!!). I started directing it on her pussy and her legs immediately spread apart so I could get the water flow right on her aching clit. I alternated the water jets with my tongue on her pussy and it was driving her wild. After a few minutes of all this clit attention, her hips started bucking uncontrollably and she exploded into a huge orgasm. She came so hard she lost her balance. I did the next on. I wasn't nearly as adept as Mom but I managed to get it up and attached to meet her requirements. I stood again at her instruction and now with the little slip barely covering the top of the hose the sensations were only amplified. I knees almost buckled but I caught myself. "Well dear, what do you think so far? Are girls clothes still nicer than boy things?" Ah Mom, please. You shouldn't be doing this to me. I'm a boy. I can never be a girl." Oh just wait till I. Now we walk next to each other at a distance of three to four yards. It is as if there is a bond between us. A sense of joy fills me. We continue moving in this way until we reach the rocky hill that borders the field. We stop in front of some bushes at the foot of the hill. She stands just two yards away from me now. She looks at me. First, as if worried, she pulls her eyebrows together. Then she smiles encouragingly at me before she casts her head upwards and to the side as if to say.