Of course I got used to them over the years, though they never lost their magic. Sometimes they needed help, sexy bras and corsets have their place, b...t another magic came with the babies.A sunny afternoon, no shooting stars this time, after hours of tension there was a screaming kid; messy fluids, hospital smells, bright lights, every ounce of romance filtered away by the air conditioning; and among all that another moment of magic.They brought the baby to her, let her hold him and put him to. I was half expecting for the manager to come and throw me out, but no one came.Eventually I got bored and decided to go for a walk. I went up Regent Street and onto Oxford Street. I went into a few shops, but only had some fun in one of them. An Ann Summers shop. For those of you who have never heard of Ann Summers, she runs a string of shops and home parties. All selling items to make peoples sex life more interesting.The ground floor part of the shop wasn’t very interesting, but downstairs. She walked over to me with a bra and panty set. It was black with red flowers embroidered on it, it really did look sexy. She told me to lift my foot, and she gently slipped the panties up my leg. She stood behind me, reaching between my legs, pulling my cock pulling the panties up. She smiled, sliding her fingers over my crotch. “There, Anthea. Now you have a camel toe.” She giggled.She helped me with my bra, shoving paper towels inside the cups to fill them up.“Don’t worry, the dress I’ll. "I was close, so I said to her, "You had better hurry, because I am about ready."Sarah smiled and said, "Go ahead, I am going to cum anyway."I gave her a few more quick hard jabs, and then felt my cock jump in her, as suddenly my cum, raced up my shaft, and spurted deep in her.Sarah bucked up against me and moaned, "Yes, I'm there too. Cumming so good."Marcy quickly shoved her hand down away from Sarah's clit, and gently squeezed my bag. It was like she wanted to gently squeeze the last of my.