My bare skin. I'm showing you a lot of it, lounging in your bedside chair as I am.I'm wearing the same lacy underwear your favorite porn star is weari...g at the start of that one movie you bookmarked. You know the one. The lace bralette through which you can see my nipples, peaked and tight as they are already. The almost see-through black boyshorts with the hot pink side ties that end in little ribbons. Garter belt, black silk stockings. The killer heels I like to call Fuck Me Shoes because. In her room she had fantasized about her brother. His body was the only boy she had ever seen. When she rubbed her breasts and fingered herself, she had imagined it was his touch. Now as she touched her small body again it was even stronger because she couldfeel his skin at the same time."Just a second," Lori said as she released her hold on him and stood. In but a moment she had pulled her t-shirt off and dropped her shorts to the floor. She rarely wore a bra, not really needing one yet and. Being afeminist she thought that we could say that you were doing this toassuage your male guilt. That you were following in your abusivefather's footsteps and decided to do something before you could hurtanyone else."Tom was stunned at what he was hearing. "W-what?" he asked."You see, you were turning into an abuser yourself, so after losingcontrol and slapping your girlfriend one night you had an epiphany. Youknew that the only way that you would ever stop mistreating women andbreak the cycle. I felt him now feeling up under my blouse having opened a few buttons on it. I was even tempted now to help him with the rest of the buttons but just then he just pulled it open and both of his hands grasp my now exposed tits and I could hear my self say oh yes. Expertly with my nipples between his fingers he played with them and they stuck out in horniness like never before. Then he plays with my breasts with his hands and his mouth and I remember telling him you have such a soft touch you.