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Robbie follows that Megan needs him to jerk her off. Since he's no stranger to the act, he grips her dick with the same pressure that he uses and begins to stroke her erection. She keeps her right hand on Robbie's wrist to try and get the motion in her muscle memory.

Robbie gets into it and maintains some speed as Megan takes a deep breath. Robbie feels her legs stiffen and her hips thrust forward before she exhales as spurts of semen shoot up to 3 feet from her her dick. A little less distance with each one until the last few just run over Robbie's fingers. Between heavy breaths, "Ok. Stop!" She manages. "The dryer is done. I'll go get the clothes." Robbie says.

By the time he returns with the clothes, Megan has wiped up the results of her hand job. "Since we are trading undies, here you go, my little hand maiden." Megan teases as she hands over her panties. Robbie takes them and straightens them to figure out how they go before putting his feet through one at a time and sliding them up into place. Well, not really. He stopped when the narrow girl's waistband was at his waist leaving the crotch a couple of inches from home! "Silly." Megan says, "They go all the way up." pulling them into place. "There is where they belong." Robbie continues by putting on his slacks while Megan has no trouble with his boxer briefs. "Man, these are really bulky." She notes as she pulls the skirt of her dress down.

"Put on your T-shirt Robbie, so we can go get a bra for you." Megan asks.

At the mall, they walk past the lingerie store and enter the department store that always has great sales. Megan leads Robbie directly into the intimates section. In amidst all this frilly stuff, Robbie's face is turning red. Megan notices. "Hey. Chill out. You've got a pair of Double D's and a pussy! You belong in here so stop with the 'fish out of water' feelings and help me look for a bra." "What is it I'm looking for?" He asks. "Look for the size, 44DD. Once we find those, we can sort by style and color." Robbie pipes up, "Here they are." From the next aisle. Megan joins him, "Ok. here we go. This is a demi style that should hold 'em up." She says. "If that's the case. they should name it, 'Robber'." He jokes. Megan replies, "By the looks of the price tag, the store already has quacked that name and you are the robbee, Robb-ie. Try this on in the dressing room," handing him a beige one. Megan retorts. "Wh.." "Over there." She cuts him off. "But I need help." He says. "Oh yeah. Let's go in together." She realizes he's a rookie.

After helping him into the bra and adjusting the straps, "How does it feel?" She asks. "Since this is the first bra I have ever worn, I don't know. Ok, I guess." Megan says, "Well it looks perfect. You are wearing it out of here. She removes the tags. Put your T-shirt back on." Robbie does.

One more stop as Megan picks up a 3 pack of multi colored men's briefs size M. They check out and head home.