I reserve the right to clothe you at times, but only when it suits me. I reserve the right to make you go topless or bottomless. I can do whatever I w...sh with you. Just understand that I am not entirely being selfish here. I have this power and I’ve been using it to get laid in part, but I’ve also been using it to break the chains of established moral conventions, to set people free from the old taboos.“This is a more than a family or the beginnings of a community. This is a revolution, boys. I swallowed instinctively.Her hand carried on south, ducking under the duvet “and full steam ahead to full genital-on-genital contact!”. Her finger trailed off as it reached the top of my tensed tummy and she started convulsing with giggles. “Your face!” she teased, “You should see your face!”. Her playfulness was infectious and I cracked a grin and relaxed slightly.“Now, where were we?” she tried to compose herself.“My turn” I took advantage of the lull to assert myself, feeling a new. "That was fun," he said standing up. "You taste amazing," then he kissed me, sharing myself with me. It was the sweetest I'd ever tasted it, possibly because it was accompanied by my brother's amazing tongue. The feeling of his tongue mixed with the tickle of his beard got started a throb in my soft cock. He gave me a warm smile, and smacked my ass hard."I'm gonna wash up again, wait for me in my room. We've gotta chat."I nodded and slipped out the front of the shower and dried off, not. In the end she bought a couple that weren't particularly sexy, if a business suit can ever be considered sexy at all. They were dark blue with a narrow pin strip; the skirt was only a few inches above the knees and the top fastened with two buttons to about mid bust height.When we got home she modelled it with various blouse combination, none of which she was comfortable with and in the end didn't bother to wear one at all."You can't go to work without a blouse on," I objected."Why not?" she.