Then we happened into thenew Emporio Armani and, voila! The perfect jacket. Mark was kind offreaked out when he saw the price. So I offered to pay for...it. I saidit would be a gift from the two of us. I hope you don't mind." No I don't mind at all. It was a lovely jacket and Mark looked nice init," I answered."Nice?!" Sarah challenged. "Nice? He didn't look nice! He looked hot inthat jacket!" Sarah was laughing now. "Admit it!" Alright, you win. He looked hot," I answered, trying not to sound. I could feel them bulge just above my pubis. I was thankful that it had not been a painful procedure.Britney smiled at me, "Okay, pull your penis tightly back between your legs. This will act as a sort lid closing off your abdomen enough to keep your testicles inside. The thong should be tight enough to hold your penis in place." Very nice," said Britney patting my pubic area.I looked between my legs surprised at the smooth feminine panty-line and grinned wickedly. With my intimate apparel. Anticipation wells up in me as I feel you pull my soaked black silk thong off flinging it into the front. Fingers lightly dipping into me, vibrations around you as a moan makes my throat muscles quiver. You push me upright then back, my legs hooking over the headrests. Hands grasp and squeeze my heaving breasts before you take my top and rip the front open. I see your cock twitch as my ample cleavage is revealed barely contained in its silk prison. You waste no time two fingers plunge in to my. ..” “ Well, you're looking pretty stupid right now. And I was starting to like you.” “ Goddamnit.” “ Are you a virgin?” “ A what?” “ You know.... someone who hasn't-” “ No, I know what... never mind. But, no. What kind of question is that?” “ Just curious.” “ Are you?” With that, she checks her phone and places it between her thighs. Clearly in heat. “ So,” I say. “Are you going back home, or away?” “ Back. You?” “ Away.” “ Business or pleasure?” “ Business, I guess.” “ You guess?” “ It's a.