The barriers were down between us. We weren't just lying together naked. We were freely opened up to each other. We both knew that we could each trust...the other to listen, to take what was revealed seriously, to not laugh; in short, to care."Do you want to talk about it?" I think so." She pulled away a bit and propped herself up on one elbow. She looked at me, displaying that slight hesitation in her manner that I had learned to recognize as indicating that she was approaching a difficult. "Satisfied?" he asked."Yes. That's much better." She smiled up at him. "Now tell me what youjust learned." Not to wear a bra without first stuffing tissues into it?" Well that's one way of phrasing it.... But that's not all you learned.Try again." Uhhh....," Tom muttered trying to think of what else. "I know... Girlswear bras to hold up their boobs....er I mean breasts," he addedquickly realizing his mistake.Jen smiled. "That's right. And when you wear a bra what do you have todo?" Put tissues. She started to lower him further and he had already made a move to fondle her big tits. Cherry stopped the chair and placed her hand in the water before reaching for the soap and started to wash Jim's legs. As Jim continued to move his hand from one boob to the other, Cherry slowly moved her soapy hand up across Jim's thigh and gently washed his balls which was pretty usual stuff. As expected Jim didn't react to this and also remained motionless as Cherry's hand moved slowly up and down his. He could feel the cock getting harder, stiffer, bigger; he could feel his own cock getting harder just from the thought of obeying miss Brat’s commands.He quickly unzipped the guy’s pants and pulled out his black anaconda. It was a beautiful long dick, with veins going almost to the cockhead which looked like it’s about to burst. The sub started making himself busy; he licked the base of the ebony rod while the guy started to shiver with pleasure. The sub knew how to do this – miss Brat’s.