I wasn't tenting it out anymore, but you could see the weird outlines of the bunched up bra, and you could still see my dick going down into my pants....I pulled the t-shirt over me. Problem fixed!"Great, let's pay and get out of here" Leslie said, impatiently.I paid for the shirt with me wearing it and we left the mall. With my now bra-less tits swinging wildly in my double shirts, we had to walk slower to not make a scene. But I still tried to hurry because without a bra, my massive tits hung. There was now a free-standing apartment on the roof, complete with its own 50 meter swimming pool and sauna. When she had been teased by the girls, Ali had stuck out her tongue and pointed out that, because they were on the roof of the hotel, she still had access to room service. Alone among the women, Ali never did any cooking.When the group was ushered in, the first people to greet them were Steve and Barbara Sloan who had returned to Los Angeles a week earlier so Barbara could resume her. You can do the rest." I paused. "You need to cum," I whispered, reaching under the towel, again caressing her tit in my hand.She sat in a daze, just breathing heavily. "But we can't do this. Ben, I'm your mother," she faltered."I'm just here to help you, "I answered. "No one will ever know."I took the towel from her hands and dropped it to the floor, fully exposing her body. Predictably, she raised one arm to cover her breasts, the other shot downward to conceal her genitals. I lowered my head,. Gracie’s StoryAt one point, I found myself just lounging in the water on the side of the pool. I’m not sure where Ben or Wendy were at the time, but the next thing I know here comes Gracie swimming up to me all by herself. Gracie was a beautiful little blonde with clear blue eyes, even in all that chlorine there was never a hint of red. She was short, but had a great body for a freshman, especially when she presented it in a bikini that was definitely a size too small. She was damned nice to.