Not long after I ever so slowly pulled off my now bulging jock-strap to release my fully erect penis.Standing completely nude gave me an overwhelming ...ense of relief of my humdrum existence, but also of panic; what if a security guard, yet alone a shopper walked in.By now, I was beating my rock hard uncut cock to a sticky precum slick lather; it must have been nearly 15 minutes and nobody had strolled in to catch me in the act.I could feel myself getting closer to an uncontrollable orgasmic. He grips my arms and pulls me to him and delves his tongue down into my mouth. It feels like eternity as he probes my mouth bruising my lips with his passion. I can feel his hard cock rubbing my thigh. His fingers deftly undo my bra and it disappears. My voice moans Yes, yes harder, touch me harder. Thoughts of hurting me leave his mind, as his hands grip my body tight. My skin flushes in the candlelight, I arch my back and plead for more. The rip of the lace panties almost makes me cum. He. Pleasurable tightness travelled across the surface of my skin. An unfamiliar sensation matching the more recognizable pressure building from my loins. Desire invaded every inch of me subordinating mind to physical senses. Tissues swelled and warmed and throbbed. Id never experienced anything so pervasive and though I would disintegrate if there was no release. He broke away theyve gone he said easing himself out of our prison, wordlessly I followed. No sooner had I extracted myself from the. ’ ‘That has nothing to do with it. I don’t like my breasts to be loose and shapeless.’ ‘I like their shape.’ ‘They’re a bit flabby.’ ‘Nonsense.’ He snatched the bra from her. ‘Put on that little blue number with the straps.’ ‘It’s a bit revealing.’ ‘Good God, woman!’ Brian exploded. ‘This is Malta on a hot day, for heaven’s sake, minimal dress is the order of the day. I’m only wearing light slacks and a T-shirt.’ Helen sighed. ‘All right.’ She chose a thin summer dress, short on length and low.