"Oh, no," Jon cried, as he felt an odd sensation, and was suddenly unable
to talk anymore. He could feel his legs and arms wrapped around her
shoulders and torso, while the rest of his now lacy body supported her large
breasts.
She grins as she looks down at her new full support bra, and rubs her nipples
through the soft fabric. "Oh, yes, thats ever so much better!" She laughs
as she prepares to get dressed and go to work. Jon's limited view of
the world is removed when she pulls on a tight leopard print top. Jon can only
continue to support, lift and seperate while Marsha takes the bus to work.
