Thank you Sir.?The first five strokes helped to blur the perfect lines on my legs into a beautiful red mass. Each time I thanked both of the men prese...t. The six stroke was aimed at my breasts. This stroke hurt so badly tears instantly pricked at my eyes, and I had to take a moment to breathe and let the pain wash over me. ?Breathe? said David, helpfully. Finally I choked out a thank you. Mercifully over the last four stokes he avoided hitting my nipples. But this was little consolation to me. Many things went through my mind as I got up and poured us a Bacardi and Coke, none of which were running. My cock was beginning to sense that it was in for a little exercise and was beginning to rise inside the polyester prison. Shortly, she emerged from her shower with only a towel that was wrapped around her head. Her breasts were ample and slightly puffy and her mousey brown pubic hair glistened from the starlets of water that had escaped the drying towel.She came over to the bar stool I. She was wearing a sweater, through which I could clearly see the shape of her nipples. As soon as she got into my car, she lifted her sweater to reveal her green bra, with her inch long nipples sticking out through holes she had cut! They looked fantastic!!! Bright pink against dark green."It's old, and I was going to throw it out, but I though we'd have some fun so I made some holes" she said, as she climbed through to the back seat. She had also removed the underwires. She lay on her back and. The first thing I wanted to do was to feel those tits again. I pulled off Pammy's black top and underneath she was wearing a beautiful sheer black bra. She looked so good in that I decided to leave it on for awhile. She undid the buttons on my shirt and pulled that off along with my undershirt. She went for the belt and undid that and pulled my pants down again. This time the boxers came down too. My dick was throbbing from the anticipation of going in Pammy's mouth. She swallowed the whole.