Itucked my cock away nervously and pulled the straps over my shoulders.Now I was looking for a visual surprise also. I quickly found it. On theshelf n...xt to his mother?s sewing boxes I saw a huge bag of cottonfiberfill. As I stuffed the cups of my bra I wondered why I hadn?tthought of it before. I adjusted the shoulder straps and he askedimpatiently, "What's taking so long, this better be a good surprise..."I ran my hands over my breasts and curvy hips and backside. If he onlyknew!Finally I. The door was pushed partly shut but was still slightly ajar so that I could see inside without much difficulty. Curiosity really had the best of me -- what was I even thinking going down the hall in my date's house when she was supposedly still getting dressed? I knew exactly what I was doing -- I was hoping against hope that I'd catch Melissa in some stage of disrobing. She had an awesomely sexy body and I was really wishing that somehow I'd be lucky enough to find her in her bra and panties.I. I had this feeling in my stomach that wouldn’t go away, it felt just like it does when you’re riding in a car and go over a hill real fast and your stomach does a flip. My stomach was flipping, and my chest felt like it was wrapped in ace bandages. My dick and my balls felt like I was about to cum. I’d never had all these feelings hit me like this before at one time, and wondered if it was natural, or was I freaking out! There was still a big lump in my throat as I dried off and got dressed. I. But that was nine years ago, and his sister's tits were, he knew, here and now ... and somehow better. His eyes scanned down her flat, white belly and could see the faint trail of blond hair which sat snugly atop her pubic mound. She was not hairy between her legs, but Mark had harboured suspicions of his sister pinching his razors to shave her armpits, so it would come as no surprise if she shaved her pussy. Or perhaps she was not naturally hairy, who knows ... all that mattered was that it.