As usual, it was Lea who came up with the perfect solution.They were enjoying a wonderful afternoon in Lea’s new loft, the other women would be join...ing them later in the evening. Ken was away putting the final touches on their upcoming move. The pair had just shared a little “afternoon delight” and Lea was stretched out alongside Donna, still enjoying the smooth planes of her lover’s form.“I know you’re upset darling,” Lea told her friend, still trying to quell the rage within her. “But you. You'll find these cotton ones more comfortable, butsee, they can still be pretty, like this pink floral one, and this redone with small snow dots. But yes, you need a plan white one, plainblack, and some other colors to go with various outfits." He was alsogiven a couple of demi pushup bras, which were strange, but had to beworn with tops that showed a bit more.They even picked out a couple of sports bras. One was normal at least,grey in color and supporting, but the other was called Runway. Merie will figure things out or she won’t. We’ll just have to wait and see.”Brock gave Merie a new outfit that Mel and Jen had picked out on her birthday.“I hope you’ll consider allowing me to treat you to a belated dinner Saturday,” he asked in his most cordial voice.Merie curtsied.“I would be delighted, sir,” she said in a Southern drawl. “I will have to make sure there are no familial engagements. But I tentatively accept.”And everything was in place for her surprise party by late evening. I sucked the head. Taking it in my mouth, pulling tightly, running my tongue around it, paying special attention to the tip. I listened as he moaned, groaned, and watched him close his eyes. His fingers were busy wrapping my long dark hair around them. He was holding my head close, almost cradling me against him. I was sucking further down his shaft. His cock was the perfect size. It filled my mouth, yet left me enough room to let me keep my tongue moving. He was choking me, in just the.