It was perfect.The dress she wore was red. A deep, deep red. It hugged her body. Every curve, every bump. It was held in place by one swath of cloth o...er her right shoulder. The top of her left breast was bared to the world. I didn't know what the material was, but it looked very thin, translucent, almost transparent. Her breast pushed the material out at her bust line. Her nipples were hard and grew harder as I looked her up and down. She wasn't wearing a bra.Her feet were encased in a pair of. .. to talk about." I'm sure," she said almost sarcastically. "Come on into the living room," she said and grabbed his hand, pulling him behind her. She set the yearbook on the coffee table and went to her knees on the floor between the table and sofa. Mac sat on the sofa."Are you going to college?" Mac asked, trying to act calm as she opened the book in front of him. From his vantage point on the sofa, Mac had an unwanted view down the front of Tess's top. His eyes naturally went to the open. When I finished, Cassie looked up at me, opened her mouth showing me the cum, then leaned her head back and swallowed it all, then showed me her empty mouth, while smiling."I want to please you, Tim. God, I love you."I pulled Cassie up and brought her face to mine, and kissed her, tasting my own juices in her mouth. We got out of the shower and dried each other off, and returned to the bedroom. We were both exhausted, and felt that we'd had about all we could take for one day. It was only about. No bra, Amber’s titties were the size of melons, but they were solid with no jiggle so she didn’t need to wear a bra for support. Amber knew I bought her a new wardrobe for the trip but she had no idea what I bought her until she walked into my bedroom and saw what lay there at the foot of my/our bed. “I love it, honey, but I can’t wear it honey,” She said pointing at the lace g-string. “I’m too fucking hairy down there.” “I know that, sweetheart. I’m going to shave.