You will want to have that control when we are tryingon swimsuits. The swimsuit itself will, more than likely, have it's ownbuilt in bra system. I am ...thinking of a one piece suit to start.Something with a lot of structure in the bodice and strong control at thewaist."After we find The Swimsuit! then you will need the bra you will bewearing under your polo. Not just a camy this time. Now you will bewearing your own bra. This is a must for the sun dress I have in mind. Ithink a sleeveless shirt. That cunt is one sneaky bitch, don't forget it."His pants and shorts fell. He was kicking out of them, toeing his shoes off, and everything would remain in a heap for Susie to haul away. She gazed at him, thinking what a wonderful body her husband had, that great hairy chest, the long, muscular legs. And his genitals, a dark penis that even limp looked fat and long, plump testicles weighting his scrotum far down between his legs.He was twice the man Phil was. But, impaled on Phil's rigid organ,. The cancer ward." Right. Both of our mothers dying with cervical cancer. Made quite a bond, didn't it?" Sue looked grim, as if speaking in a normal voice was an unbearable struggle."It was a bad time. I'd have fallen apart without you. I think I helped you and your sister a bit, as well. But what's this got to do with our fut... oh, no!"Sue's eyes filled with tears. "Oh, yes! I've got it as well, now." She finally lost control, weeping helplessly.I held her for the longest five minutes of my. I want your fat, wonderful cock to split me again. OH, NO. I'M COMING. YES. YEEES. O-O-O-H-H-H-H-H-A-A-A-A-A-W-A-A-H-H-H- and then she was screaming out her orgasm at the top of her voice. Faster than I thought possible I rolled on top of her and slid my aching cock into that slippery cunt. She was shaking from cramps again as another orgasm was yelled down into the phone.Oh, my God, Per. That was a nasty thing to make me do.Yes, OF COURSE it was wonderful. Couldn't you hear?Yes. Yes at 7.