James got us into an Inn right along the seafront, so we'll be close to everything. Shall we get going?" She walked right up close to him and into his... arms, her lips opened for his kiss.James looked down into her lovely brown eyes, counting the flecks of other colors in them, and smiled his happiness at her."Wonderful!" His kiss was light on her lips and their mouths opened to taste each other gently. He nibbled her pouty lower lip gently with his lips."Better not do that too much or we won't. Firstly, because he would be able to hide it under hisclothes. Secondly (and most importantly) because it would help with thenipple problem. They've been getting tender and sore. He's a bit olderthan I was when I first started wearing bras, so I felt confident that hewould be able to manage it. Obviously he never imagined he'd have to everwear one, but then I never expected to be buying ladies' underwear for myson. It goes both ways. Anyway I worried he would refuse it out of hand,but he came. Heather, on the other hand, was wearing a golden fish-net top through which you could see patches of her pasty white skin and the black bra underneath. Below that was a short, black pleather skirt that ended just above her knee-high leather boots.Darius smiled. Some might have described Heather’s look as “trashy”, but he loved it. Her outfit was tight and it showed off her pudgy curves wonderfully. His cock ached to be released from its bondage and allowed to dive into his big, beautiful. I hooked up with other girls, but eventually found myself virtually unable to come until I visualized my sister Marie moaning underneath me, rather than whoever it was I was actually with. I kept in contact with my family on video messenger, and I always hoped to get a chance to see Marie, but I tried my best to act normal when she did pop in. I couldn’t help but say things like “I’m sure the boys are lining up down the block to be with you,” and she would take it as a brotherly nice thing to.