I sniffle softly, wiping a tear from my right cheek. I use my feet to slide my sneakers off, sliding them away with my foot as I pull my t-shirt up o...er my head, dropping the shirt down on top of my shoes. I unbutton and unzip my cargo shorts, sliding them down my legs and stepping out of them, sliding them over to the pile. I reach behind my back, my trembling fingers fumbling to undo the bra clasp. I finally undo it, sliding the straps down off my shoulders, happy that I'm facing the wall. ‘Oh, Lord!’ Helen whispered, ‘that’s lovely!’ ‘Isn’t it, though,’ Joe responded. The movement of his hips grew more and more urgent as the wonderful warmth surrounding his cock began building him to another peak of pleasure. Helen was delighted by the way things had developed between herself and the big detective. He was by far the best lover she ever had, even better than Bobby Draper. ‘Is it more than just the fabulous sex we share?’ she found herself wondering. ‘I can’t be falling for him,. Kay was the first to notice it, "nice cock" she said. "too bad you have no place to put it around here". it sounded like a threat or a challenge but that started the wrestling match that was not uncommon with Kay and I at home. Of course she is not dressed as briefly home and I always had shorts on to protect my hard cock. There so I did admit it. Kay makes my cock get hard. Of course we attracted a audience with the two other girls. She got me in a head lock that almost smothered me with her. It wascute and he looked cute in it. The aqua background was decorated withlittle pink and green bouquets that were each tied with a pink bow. Thedrawstring at the waist was a pink ribbon as were the spaghetti strapsand there was pretty, pink lace all around the leg openings, the V-edbodice and the top of the back, which ran along his shoulder blades.She tied the drawstring at his waist to a delicate, little bow.The thin, cotton material was very thin and light. To John, it was thesoftest piece.