"I adjusted my genitals between my legs and pulled the jeans up and foundthat though tight, 'form-fitting' as they say when they really mean'form-shap...ing,' they slid on effortlessly. Then when I stood up andlooked down at my crotch I saw no bulge at all -- it was as if I was agirl from the waist down, as if the flat V between my legs wasadvertising labia and a slit further back. I blushed at the notion, andwondered if Tiffany saw it that way too."Oh, lovely! Just like mine! As if we were. Holly’s breast stood firm with her little dime sized nipples sticking out. Was it the coolness in the air or was it her own excited state that caused it? “It’s only fair…you’ve seen him. It’s his turn to see you. Now, do you want to remove your shorts, or do you want me to do that for you too?” The blonde asked. Holly reached down and began fumbling with the snap on her shorts. I distinctively heard the sound of her zipper being lowered. I looked down just in time to see her shorts drop to her. The owner of the estate was a successful businessman, his wife was a local celebrity, and his three teenage daughters were pretty, smart, and very popular too.As I was following him home from work that day I got caught in a traffic jam caused by a fatal accident on the Interstate. I was helplessly trapped in my car for the next hour and a half. When I finally managed to get free I cruised by his house. There was no sign of a car. I jumped to the conclusion that they had left for the Cape on. I couldnt take it anymore and pulled my hands out from underneath me, they were kind of numb but I grabbed my tits anyway, pulling at nipples so my boobs extended out into cones before letting them go. I loved being rough with my nipples but tender with my pussy and Lauren had me so close to the edge, I was almost ready to come. Hey, I didnt say you could use your hands! Lauren sat back, looking at me as I pulled hard on my nipples and letting out another groan of frustration. Lauren! my voice.