I loved all of it, the watching and the doing, and sometimes I got to do and watch. There was something about getting my pussy eaten while I was leani...g back, watching the movie, that I just loved...I would do all the drive-in kissy hand-jobby stuff that everyone does, usually not letting the boy come, just getting him real hard. Then I would do what I could to get him interested in my puss...I would keep my top on, slide my bra off underneath, slide my panties down to my feet, lift my skirt a. This made them more supported by the body. I only dropped one cup size, but in reality I looked much more "normal". It also meant that if I wore a bra, I didn't need an underwire. That was a future consideration outside of the Construct. Underwires helped with the support, but brought their own problems.I talked with one of the other girls, one who was normally large up there, and then went back to my locker. I put on my bra, and surprise-surprise, it fit properly for my new bust. Guys will. "Mmm, Jane," she breathed.There was no turning back now. and Jane moaned quietly as Maura's lips moved over her skin. The woman's silky hair dragged over her chest, and Jane took in a long breath, savoring the scent of her shampoo, and whatever else Maura wore on a daily basis. Jane's fingers sought out the hem of the blond's skirt, helping it to rise as she couldn't be bothered to try and fully unzip her dress."Still worried," Maura teased. But she didn't let up, running her fingertips over. So wonderful it was that she wished it was everywhere at once. But with the excitement erupting everywhere within her, it was. Her hands moved to his strong muscled chest, her palms sliding along the muscles prodding and exciting them.John’s hands moved along her sides, the fingertips were tracing along the contours of her soft skin, tanned and silky. He felt the heat of her breasts as her excitement was raging through her. He pressed his hands along the sides curling his fingers under them..