The bra provided firm support so his breasts wouldn't bounce around uncontrollably, but at the same time it pushed Joe's titties together, holding them up and out.The bra provided firm support so his breasts wouldn't bounce around uncontrollably, but at the same time it pushed Joe's titties together, holding them up and out. Joe eyed the resulting cleavage. It shocked him that there was so much of it, but secretly thrilled him. As was evidenced by his semi-erect cock. Monica held out what Joe thought were panties to match the garter belt. He stepped into them and she pulled them up, over his nylon covered legs. It wasn't a panty, but a very brief black satin and lace bikini. Monica adjusted it so that it rode on his hips. Joe's balls were very tightly compressed, being forced up by the tight satin crotch panel, which wasn't designed to hold them. Joe's erect cock was held tightly against his abdomen, but the black lace wouldn't stretch to cover the head of it. "... Ah, Monica, maybe I should tuck it back between my legs?" "Why Joe, whatever would you want to do that for?" "You know ... to hide it." "Why? You're a man. Aren't you?" "Yes, but ... " "It still works, as you demonstrated earlier. |