I like the way they feel. I love the small part in the back; you know the crack of my butt. As I reach into them the small part creeps up. The fast...r I go the more I like that part touching my ass at the same time. It feels as if the man of my dreams is doing something naughty to me as I rub my pussy. Being a woman I can separate myself from my body. My mind runs wild as my fingers make tiny circles just where I like to be touched. I can think it is you doing that to me. My mind can go. .." There was a look of envy on her face aswell though it certainly wasn't the first time. She'd been giving mejealous looks since I finished changing."Just great," I muttered, feeling disgusted by the idea of wearing abra at all much less having to wear one big enough that it had to becustom made. However I was realistic enough to know that as long as Ihad these monsters on my chest, I was going to need some kind ofsupport. "I hope I can get rid of them soon." It's not going to be easy. “OK, that doesn’t make sense. It makes me feel things I don’t feel otherwise, and I like that a lot.” He laughs. “It makes me hard, too.”“No kidding, Julia!” I don’t laugh at him, not really. I laugh at the whole idea. My panties aren’t skimpy but they don’t conceal much. They certainly don’t conceal a generous erection. “So, what happened with Mel?”“Like it wasn’t really a ‘date,’ you know, just two guys out to see a movie. Except I know Mel is interested in guys. I mean, he likes girls, too,. Her fingers pressed and flicked over her sensitive clit, then she plunged two of them deep into her wetness. Fingering herself hard as her bosses cock trembled under her hot tongue. Monica mumbled something around Seymour’s cock and looked again into his eyes as her orgasm tore through her, making her gasp and shudder. Seymour looked down just in time to see his secretary’s pussy open up and her juices squirt onto her thighs again and again. Monica continued working her fingers on herself.