I wonderedif he never wore any or if this lack was for a special occasion: me.Either way the lack of underwear gave me unfettered access to his rockha...d manhood. Access which I used to my full advantage pulling it free ofhis pants so that I could stroke it.I felt his hand sliding up the outside of each of my thighs as he sat upstraight leaving my breast be for the moment to return his lips to minewith more passion than they'd had before.Mark began tugging at the hem of my dress. At first I was. By now our tits were startingto become uncomfortable. Janice and I glanced nervously at each other aswe added the finishing touches to our appearances and gently hefted ouraching breasts inside the new silky bra cups.?Mine are beginning to ache,? I whimpered.?So are mine,? replied Janice. ?Come on, we?d best get down to the dairyblock,? she added. We stepped out onto the landing then minced down to the quadrangle asfast as our new nursing corsets would allow. We both noted that thecorset. Cum in mee yeeesss, ffuuccckk mmmmmmeeeeeeeee”Finally I felt my nuts starting to fill, they were so empty it hurt a little as they slowly refilled, but a good hurt, a most pleasurable hurt. And I knew that I would be blowing my load once again and deep inside Glenda in time. She fell down onto my chest trapping my hand between us as I pinched a nipple and kissed me, I raised my knees and began pushing my cock hard into her tight wet pussy, our pelvic areas slapping against each others and she. The flesh barely bled under the knife. You shared a tiramisù and fought over the bill. The waiter was old and an arse. A stingy tip was the loudest form of your polite contempt.Walking side by side, you heard it first a street away from the restaurant. It was a deep roar, coming from the city's throats. You looked at each other and without a word you laughed. He knew. But it was you who first said, "Let's go!" You danced to battle side by side with elegance your armor. Onward, to glory!The Ists.