Heather was wearing a thin, tight top and short skirt. It was obvious from the way her top molded itself to her chest that Heather was braless. Aiko w...tched Heather appreciatively as she walked by on the way to her office. It was not obvious but like Aiko Heather wore nothing under her skirt.Aiko took the elevator up to her office, walking past her two secretaries into her large office. Her high desk occupied the center of the room with a couch along one wall. Behind her chair was a large. She had been asked, but her parents felt the teen simply wasn't yet ready and so the sweet, naive girl considered her friend's invitation a bit rebellious. Today was far from a date but it meant a trip to prison to see a man already in his twenties. If her parents found out..."But a prison." He's my brother. He's all I got." I know, but ... I just never dreamed I'd be going to visit someone in prison." Neither did I. Benny, he likes to be called Spiker, just has a few more months to go and. Jennifer’s mouth opened and her breathing became more irregular as Martha’s lips traced a path down past her navel, through the neatly trimmed bush and seized on the shy clitoris which was peeping out from beneath its hood. Some expert flicks of her tongue swiftly had the hood retracted and Jennifer’s emotions up and over the top to a long thrilling climax. Far away in another land she gave vent to her deepest feelings in the paroxysms of ecstasy and screamed out her passion in unmistakeable. I knew there must be a hundred guys who hoped to get with her that way. “Wait. I thought you were on the pill.”“I am,” she said. “But I don’t take chances. Except with you.”“Oh,” I said. I was still having trouble processing the idea of other guys ... with her.“Are you mad?”“I’m not allowed to be mad,” I said.“You’re allowed to feel however you feel, Bobby,” she said.“I know,” I said. “I just don’t like feeling this way.”She leaned back down.“Would it help if I told you you’re better than any.