When I went to get dressed this morning my underwear drawer was empty.Well, there were those pairs of tan bikini briefs wadded up in the backand since...I didn't want to go without underwear, I put a pair of themon. They sure are small, like they just barely cover up my crotch. Whatfeels really different though, is when I pull my jeans on. When I'mwearing my jockey briefs, they pretty cover up the area on my lowertummy from my navel down to my crotch - now most of that is exposed andthe soft skin. Five girls were asked to join in. Alice, the tall girl with large breasts, and flaming red hair, hanging down; Anna, the brown haired beauty with small pointy breasts and very white skin; Sally, a boyish type girl with hardly any breasts at all and a figure rather too close to a pencil. In fact she was very popular, especially dressed up as a boy; Rachel, with long black hair, dark eyes, full breasts and a wicked sense of humour. And then myself, slim, small breasts, long straight blonde hair,. ‘I’ve got a feeling about us, I really have. Cheers! Hurry up, lets have another!’ Harry decided to slow down on the drinking. He was high enough already. He took off his coat and scarf to reveal his fairly scruffy t-shirt emblazoned with ‘Marston’s Pedigree’. ‘Sorry about the gear. I wasn’t expecting to meet the girl of my dreams this afternoon. Anyway, this shirt has been with me through many a campaign and it also tells you that I’m a real ale drinker.’ ‘As long as it doesn’t signify that. K learned his pleasure points fast, and soon her mouth was sliding wetly over his cock, drool seeping from the seam of her lips as she sucked him off. He fisted his hands in her hair, tugging her head back, and thrust his hips. “Don’t stop sucking that cock,” he ordered, and felt rather than heard her groan as he started fucking her face. He groaned as he watched her cheeks cave inward as he pulled out, and swore every time his cockhead dipped into her throat. Watching her eyes fill, then.