" Jack pulled off his top and sliced it with his knife. Next he wrapped and tightened it on his head. Joanna stared at him, blinking her long eyelashe...."Just like this," added Jack, showing off his new head wrap."Jack, honey. I can't take off my shirt," said Joanna when Jack turned to look at her. "I have nothing on underneath it." Don't you wear a bra?" A bra? In this heat? My boobs would cook." They both shared a small laugh over that statement."Look ma. It's for your own good. Heat strokes. Around 1 inch and round. She said my procedure was complete and now I won’t need a bra. If I want to wear a bra Ill need a one which has nipple cut out.My husband and I went out shopping for a cut out bra and were shocked to find many lovely bras in that style. They said it was getting common in village to get the procedure done so they have a huge variety of bras. Once we got back home my husband asked me to wear tight shirts which showed my boobs and nipples. He wouldn’t allow me to cover. I hadn't been prepared for something like that and had completely over looked the protection with that first time. I remembered once he was in me that i wasn't on the pill and would surely get pregnant but i wasn't about to get him to take that sweet black monster out even if he put a baby in me. I was just as turned on by the contrast of his skin colour against mine as i was by his cock. I realy loved the contrast between watchin as he ploughed his black cock in to my white pussy. Lucky for me. Pantyhose and a girdle were not comfortable in thisclimate, the sweat was trickling down the crack of my ass and I guessedmy makeup was starting to run. The door opened and a figure entirelyclad in black gleaming rubber stood there. Only the eyes were visibleand they seemed amused at my expression."Hi, my name is Michelle. Is Miss Lola in?" There was no response fromthe figure other then to step back and wave me in. Inside it wasblessedly cool and dimly lit. I was ushered into a large sitting.