A white blouse - Revision history

Clessidra Granditet at 12:03, 24 June 2018

Clessidra Granditet — Sun, 24 Jun 2018 12:03:51 GMT

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-	You grab one of your blouses out of the closet, and slip your arms into it. It's one you've had since middle school, and is very tight on you as a result. You button it as far as you can, which is just above your navel. Your cleavage is nicely exposed, since the edges of your shirt are just barely covering your nipples. As you turn towards your mirror, one of your breasts pops free, and you grin mischievously. This blouse is perfect. You tuck your tit back in, then go to leave your apartment, before remembering to grab some shoes. You head back to your closet, and grab a pair of old sneakers. They're ragged, and have several holes and splits in them. You normally wear then when you're doing odd yardwork jobs for some extra cash. However, they always attract some extra attention, simply because of how beat up they are. As you bend over to grab them, both of your tits pop free. You set the sneakers down, and slip your bare feet into them, but leave them untied. You leave your apartment, then tuck your tits away	+	You grab one of your blouses out of the closet, and slip your arms into it. It's one you've had since middle school, and is very tight on you as a result. You button it as far as you can, which is just above your navel. Your cleavage is nicely exposed, since the edges of your shirt are just barely covering your nipples. As you turn towards your mirror, one of your breasts pops free, and you grin mischievously. This blouse is perfect. You tuck your tit back in, then go to leave your apartment, before remembering to grab some shoes. You head back to your closet, and grab a pair of old sneakers. They're ragged, and have several holes and splits in them. You normally wear then when you're doing odd yardwork jobs for some extra cash. However, they always attract some extra attention, simply because of how beat up they are. As you bend over to grab them, both of your tits pop free. You set the sneakers down, and slip your bare feet into them, but leave them untied. You leave your apartment, then tuck your tits away.

	Thankfully, when you leave, Bill isn't standing in the hall anymore. You head back down the stairs, popping out a few more times, then turn towards the laundromat. Moments later, you're inside. The guy is awake now, though he seems a bit groggy. Your washer still has several minutes to go.		Thankfully, when you leave, Bill isn't standing in the hall anymore. You head back down the stairs, popping out a few more times, then turn towards the laundromat. Moments later, you're inside. The guy is awake now, though he seems a bit groggy. Your washer still has several minutes to go.

Clessidra Granditet at 12:03, 24 June 2018

Clessidra Granditet — Sun, 24 Jun 2018 12:03:15 GMT

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-	You grab one of your blouses out of the closet, and slip your arms into it. It's one you've had since middle school, and is very tight on you as a result. You button it as far as you can, which is just above your navel. Your cleavage is nicely exposed, since the edges of your shirt are just barely covering your nipples. As you turn towards your mirror, one of your breasts pops free, and you grin mischievously. This blouse is perfect. You tuck your tit back in, then go to leave your apartment, before remembering to grab some shoes. You head back to your closet, and grab a pair of old sneakers. They're ragged, and have several holes and splits in them. You normally wear then when you're doing odd yardwork jobs for some extra cash. However, they always attract some extra attention, simply because of how beat up they are. As you bend over to grab them, both of your tits pop free. You set the sneakers down, and slip your bare feet into them, but leave them untied. You ~~tuck~~ your ~~tits away~~, then ~~leave~~ your ~~apartment.~~	+	You grab one of your blouses out of the closet, and slip your arms into it. It's one you've had since middle school, and is very tight on you as a result. You button it as far as you can, which is just above your navel. Your cleavage is nicely exposed, since the edges of your shirt are just barely covering your nipples. As you turn towards your mirror, one of your breasts pops free, and you grin mischievously. This blouse is perfect. You tuck your tit back in, then go to leave your apartment, before remembering to grab some shoes. You head back to your closet, and grab a pair of old sneakers. They're ragged, and have several holes and splits in them. You normally wear then when you're doing odd yardwork jobs for some extra cash. However, they always attract some extra attention, simply because of how beat up they are. As you bend over to grab them, both of your tits pop free. You set the sneakers down, and slip your bare feet into them, but leave them untied. You leave your apartment, then tuck your tits away

	Thankfully, when you leave, Bill isn't standing in the hall anymore. You head back down the stairs, popping out a few more times, then turn towards the laundromat. Moments later, you're inside. The guy is awake now, though he seems a bit groggy. Your washer still has several minutes to go.		Thankfully, when you leave, Bill isn't standing in the hall anymore. You head back down the stairs, popping out a few more times, then turn towards the laundromat. Moments later, you're inside. The guy is awake now, though he seems a bit groggy. Your washer still has several minutes to go.

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Jealco — Tue, 05 Feb 2013 07:25:20 GMT

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-	You grab one of your blouses out of the closet, and slip your arms into it. It's one you've had since middle school, and is very tight on you as a result. You button it as far as you can, which is just above your navel. Your cleavage is nicely exposed, since the edges of your shirt are just barely covering your nipples. As you turn towards your mirror, one of your breasts pops free, and you grin mischievously. This blouse is perfect. You tuck your tit back in, then go to leave your apartment, before remembering to grab some shoes. You head back to your closet, ~~spotting~~ a ~~perfect~~ pair of ~~black heels~~. As you bend over to grab them, both of your tits pop free. You set the ~~heels~~ down, and slip your bare feet into them, ~~before tucking yourself~~ away ~~again~~, ~~and heading back to the laundromat~~.	+	You grab one of your blouses out of the closet, and slip your arms into it. It's one you've had since middle school, and is very tight on you as a result. You button it as far as you can, which is just above your navel. Your cleavage is nicely exposed, since the edges of your shirt are just barely covering your nipples. As you turn towards your mirror, one of your breasts pops free, and you grin mischievously. This blouse is perfect. You tuck your tit back in, then go to leave your apartment, before remembering to grab some shoes. You head back to your closet, and grab a pair of old sneakers. They're ragged, and have several holes and splits in them. You normally wear then when you're doing odd yardwork jobs for some extra cash. However, they always attract some extra attention, simply because of how beat up they are. As you bend over to grab them, both of your tits pop free. You set the sneakers down, and slip your bare feet into them, but leave them untied. You tuck your tits away, then leave your apartment.

-	Thankfully, when you leave, Bill isn't standing in the hall anymore. You head back down the stairs, popping out a few more times, then ~~head back over to~~ the laundromat. Moments later, you're inside. The guy is awake now, though he seems a bit groggy. Your washer still has several minutes to go.	+	Thankfully, when you leave, Bill isn't standing in the hall anymore. You head back down the stairs, popping out a few more times, then turn towards the laundromat. Moments later, you're inside. The guy is awake now, though he seems a bit groggy. Your washer still has several minutes to go.

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	*[[Go strike up a conversation with the guy]]		*[[Go strike up a conversation with the guy]]
	*[[Wander around the laundromat]]		*[[Wander around the laundromat]]
-	{{SexRompStatus\|Location=''[[The Laundromat]]''\|Health=Horny and Hormonal\|MP=0\|Level=1}}	+	{{SexRompStatus\|Location=''[[The Laundromat]]''\|Health=Horny and Hormonal\|MP=0\|Level=1}}
	[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]		[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]

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You grab one of your blouses out of the closet, and slip your arms into it. It's one you've had since middle school, and is very tight on you as a result. You button it as far as you can, which is just above your navel. Your cleavage is nicely exposed, since the edges of your shirt are just barely covering your nipples. As you turn towards your mirror, one of your breasts pops free, and you grin mischievously. This blouse is perfect. You tuck your tit back in, then go to leave your apartment, before remembering to grab some shoes. You head back to your closet, spotting a perfect pair of black heels. As you bend over to grab them, both of your tits pop free. You set the heels down, and slip your bare feet into them, before tucking yourself away again, and heading back to the laundromat.

Thankfully, when you leave, Bill isn't standing in the hall anymore. You head back down the stairs, popping out a few more times, then head back over to the laundromat. Moments later, you're inside. The guy is awake now, though he seems a bit groggy. Your washer still has several minutes to go.

Do you:
*[[Sit back and watch your washer]]
*[[Go strike up a conversation with the guy]]
*[[Wander around the laundromat]]
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[The Laundromat]]''|Health=Horny and Hormonal|MP=0|Level=1}}
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]