The idea that she was daring and exposing herself like this was such a turn on. It felt so strange having her topless in my car on a public road. She ...ad never been topless in public before, not even on beaches where all the women did that.Susan said, “It feels so strange being like this. I feel both self-conscious and slutty at the same time.”I looked at her again. Her c-size breasts were untanned and white in contrast to her tanned hands, neck and stomach. They were large but still quite. The sound of the sea, gently undulating in the near-distance, reached his ears. He stretched his worn muscles across the surface of the bed, the soft high-quality cotton sheets brushed against his skin, soothing his weary body and, finally, he smiled. The memories of the previous night jostled back into his consciousness as the sensation of sleep dwindled. He remembered the restaurant they’d visited, just off a beautiful piazza in Sorrento. He remembered that the food and wine were excellent. His arms that were wrapped around my waist moved down slowly. Even though I had a pink t-shirt and white cotton panties it felt like I had nothing on. His hands reached down. I felt myself starting to get wet. I tried to pull away. He was so strong and powerful. He wouldn’t let me go. I loved it. His big hands gripped my body a bit tighter. It felt like I was going to melt right there. His hands went into my panties. I gasped; I never let a guy touch me before. Let alone my own brother. He. I could see the yellow liquid flow along the inside thighs of the women as I looked around the room. The robbers thought that it was funny, then they told the rest of us to pee too if we knew what was good for us. The men seemed to find it much harder to pee than the women did but most of them let out a stream that almost matched Abby’s stream. I didn’t watch my stream but I knew that I had arched my back and almost hit the robber in charge. He jumped quickly so as not to get wet.About then the.