. I really needed that." My pleasure ... now get some sleep!" Jake?" Uh-huh..." I moaned, Women!"What happened to Ron? I mean ... how did you 'make' h...m leave Columbus?" All due respect honey, I'm whipped ... cant this wait?" Please..."I turned to look at her. She wasn't teasing, she had a concerned look on her face.After all I had just done to her ... she was concerned about that bastard! I groaned and told her the story.I had asked Bill if he knew any of the girls who worked at the tittie. At the angle I was sitting, I could just barely make out the top edge of her red bra. I could feel my cock twitch in my pants as my eyes followed back up the line of her cleavage to her shirt, the little chest pocket pulled to the side by the size of the massive breasts contained within. I surveyed their profile as best I could, following the lines from her shoulders, down to the edge of the bar they were pushed up against, and down to her torso, straying for a minute to linger on her hips and. "And these are bigger and better than hers, aren't they? I mean, c'mon she wears a 32A." She grasped them and lifted them, grinning at him.He felt his knees weaken as he watched her reach behind her and unsnap her white bra. She shrugged it off and handed to him. He had never seen such gorgeous knockers, not even on his computer. They barely jiggled when she freed them. His mouth watered, his palms itched. They were much more than handfuls. His cock jerked and writhed. He knew he was going to. The flyer advised, “No bathing suite no entry.” and I was just making an appearance for reputation sake. The night before the party I stayed the night at Stephanie's house. I had gotten my parents permission to accompany Stephanie to her practice, so everything was set to plan. Before we went to bed Stephanie talked me into trying on the garment as a practice run. I was reluctant at first, considering on several occasions Stephanie had an act to become overly playful, striking and touching.