It got worse, once I started getting dressed."Who did the laundry?" I called..Amber came around the corner, naked from the waist up. "Crystaldid it, w...y?" She shrunk my bras, that's why!" There were some things thatdefinitely sucked about being a girl. Panties were fine. They fitsnug and felt good. In fact, the tight satiny smooth feel of themwas downright sensuous after spending decades in boxer shorts. But bras were a torture garment invented by fiends. I don't knowabout you, but my skin. After a couple of quick game of contra, Anjan was again horny so we switched back to watching porn. Sure enough, we both got hard and started beating our meat. Then Anjan did it; he started jacking off with his left hand and pushed my hand away and held my dick in his right hand and started giving me a handjob as he jacked himself off. It was my turn to be shocked and stare at him, but he had the same shit-eating grin I’d had when I started jacking off in front of him. I grinned back, paused. Amy finally spoke. ”He’ll die from excitement." Does he know you're wearing that?" Carrie asked.Amy smiled wide. “Trust me, he’d approve.”Not much more was said about Amy's outfit choice until they got to the club and Carrie noticed the looks Amy immediate got from the variety of men and women in the club. As they approached the club’s bar for their first drink Carrie couldn't help but warn Amy, "You're going to have every guy here trying to get you.”Amy shot a wickedly naughty smile to her in. She rolls me to my side, still pushing herself inside me as she pushes her fingers more into my mouth and trying to go down my throat. I can taste the lube, sweat, and my own distinct taste on her fingers as my tongue swirls over them. She groans again as I feel her cock twitch once more inside me, filling yet another condom with her warm cum. Slowing down she looks down at me and smiles, removing her cock slowly from my abused hole. She lays back, pulling me on top of her. As I crawl up I.