The rubbing of the think shirts had caused most of their nipples to be erect. Coach Russel had initially resisted the girls cheering without their br...s. “Girls, if you don't wear bras, your breasts will end up sagging to your bellies.” She had told them. However, after she saw the reaction of the crowd and the enthusiasm of her girls at their first braless ball game, she relented. She not only approved of the braless cheering, but she had insisted the girls practice without bras as well. . The mint sent filled my nostrils and I glanced at Luke. He had short brown hair, grey eyes, with well defined muscles. He was also about my height, 6 feet. I rinsed off my hair, and I could feel his eyes roaming my body. I had long blond hair that I often pulled back in a pony tail. I had muscles, but not as well as his were. I had grabbed my soap and started washing my chest, legs, and shorts. After this was done, I pulled them off revealing my jock strapped package. It was filled to the brim. . I slide my body up her trembling legs, gently start licking and kissing up her thigh, until I reach that hot pussy. I start twirling my tongue around her clit, while teasing her pussy hole with my fingers, knowing how much she is wanting me to go deeper into her, and teasing her really turns me on. I start to lose control, and a little pee trickles out, feeling the warmth almost drives me into a explosive orgasm. I pause a second, and gaze around the room. Desperately trying to regain. "OK, Masu, I'll get ready. Just a moment...." I unzipped my skirt, slipped it off, and hung it up on the rack. No slip to bother with, so I next slipped off my blouse which I also hung up on the rack. Next, my bra came off--but I left on my garter belt, nylons and panties. I thought this massage could be a little different if I left my nylons on for a change. How would Masu react? Masu had laid out a clean white sheet on the massage table. He never bothered to lay out another sheet to cover.