Why do we do things? I was also thinking about my mother…pornographic thoughts. The strange thing about it is that I really didn’t want to do porn...graphic things to her. I wanted to do loving things to her. I wanted to have her warm lips pressing on mine as I gently massaged her bare breasts.Where did it all come from? Perhaps from other actions or desires or maybe just a little shot of electro-chemical stuff hits the brain at exactly at the right or wrong time. I had pinned it down to the time. Finally I spotted a naked man on his back tanning, so I got the needed confirmation that it was absolutely acceptable to be naked on this beach! People lying around him didn't seem to react, except some young and blond foreign women whose giggles I guess were directed at him. His dark tan was so even that there was not a trace of a lighter shade over his shaven pubic area. His long brown cock was resting on his leg and the slightly more purple looking head was peaking out of its hood. It was. I sucked in a few more inches eachtime and swirled my tongue around. It was rewarding to hear him groan.I swallowed a few more inches and repeated the swirling. Then I tookhis balls in my other hand and gently fondled them. Luigi loved thisand pushed his sweet salami a little further into my worshiping mouth.When he hit the back of my mouth I gagged a bit but I wanted to seehow much of it I could swallow. So I relaxed my throat muscles and lethim slide it in slowly. It slipped down my throat. The first thing that caught my eye was a little pleated gartered slip. It was a pink satiny polyester with little leopard bows and black garters. It had a nice little matching pair of bikini, thong, and garter panties to choose from. The slip was on sale for $38 and all three pairs of panties were $30.I also spotted a cute little ensemble that I had to get. It was a cute little black mesh and satin string bikini and matching garter belt with a cute print of little chocolate covered.