A supporting role...

"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.