“I told you to wear the shirt, the jeans, and pink panties but I never said anything about the bra! Why are you wearing a bra?” He paused, waiting...for an answer. I didn't know what to say. Was he serious? Did he actually expect me to wear this shirt without a bra? If I did there would be absolutely nothing left to the imagination. If I wasn't wearing a bra with this shirt I may as well be topless. I guess that is what he wanted. Something about it was both repulsive and interesting. I could. “I guess we should make camp.”“Yeah.” I answered. We both stood up and our cocks bobbed in the air. The water ran off of our bodies and it looks as though we were peeing into the stream. Ralph trudged up to the canoe and dug a pair of shorts out of his pack and put them on without underwear. I did the same and we began unloading the canoe. Before we set up the tent we collected some fire wood and lit a small camp fire. The wood was damp and made a lot of smoke when we first lit it but it soon. Illustrious clothing” he quipped brushing the coarse cloak between his fingers “Some of us understand the concept of subtlety” Cersei shot back, Jamie stopped behind his twin and rested his hands on her shoulders. Cersei could only barely stifle a moan as his coarse hands began to gently but firmly massage her shoulders. “Is that what you want sister, subtlety?” His fingers dug deeper as the cloaked woman’s breathing quickened. “Or do you want something altogether more...interesting?” as Jamie. They showered together in what had become their nightly ritual – and the bathing became touching became foreplay. John had ‘invested’ in a bigger bed so that they had more playroom together, but he admitted to missing the close confines of their first bed when time came to sleep, frequently waking up on the opposite side of the bed from the little red-head he so enjoyed cuddling. Waking next to her with his morning wood pressed firmly into the cleft of her buttocks was a heady pleasure to be.