Hello, I'm Lucy, I love to don inadequate frock. But lately, I've discovered my t-shirts are almost as long as my clothes. I wonder If I could overstep these tee shirt as dresses.

This is my low gear day trying it out. I'm wearing long underwear, they're kinda like booty shortstop. Just in subject. I'm getting a few odd stares, but about don't tend to remark. I think they assume I'm wearing shorts underneath. A lot of young woman do that. I think.

This T-shirt is even diminished, I can't use my booty short circuit anymore, just regular scanty for now. Hmm, it does just look like a t-shirt.

At the parking lot now, found a cut spread out. My shirt isn't long enough for me to sit on. I have to be careful. I keep my legs together as I swing so no one sees my panties. It's kinda intemperate to swing this way. It is hot out this summertime, I bet a lot of people have been in the puddle. I wonder if my panties could pass for swimwear. I start to swing openly. My shirt frill in the winding. step-in visible to the car park goers. A few heads turn but I think they assumed it was my bathing suit. This is pretty fun. Flashing my panties in populace. postponement, my shirt ! Its up too high ! I just flashed them my boobs. I'm not wearing a bra, my breast are compressed anyway. I get off the swing and head back home. Too embarrassed to stay.

I don't know if I can wear anything forgetful than that end shirt. My scanty will definitely originate to usher. There's no way I can let my shirt blow up like that again. I know, I'll wear this cute little belted ammunition. That'll keep back my shirt down. Heh, It looks like I'm wearing a rival skirt. Wait, why not turn it into a skirt ? I can even collapse myself a harvest top. appear at how precious it is ! You can see my nice flat tire tummy and sex cuts with my shirt outdoors like this. That skirt seems to stay on with just the tension of the belt. So long as no one yanks it, I should be fine. wait ! How am I going to hold back my shirt down ? Oh well, I must be careful.

I'm out and about in my jersey cut in two, minus a chunk in the middle. I love the feeling of the breeze. It makes me palpate fragile. I'm at the mall this metre. A lot of multitude are giving me glances. I love the feeling. My skirt is so short. They must be waiting to see my pantie. Something tells me mass enjoy following me up the escalator clause. I'm going shopping now, look at all these t-shirts. I would love to make a skirt and crop top out of these. Wait, this one's already a craw top. I wonder how scant I could puddle the wench.

I'm walking out in my new turnout. An even lilliputian bird, and a speck of underboob. A piddling ass cheek never hurt anyone. They seem to like it when I walk next to the meth railing on the second flooring. Ooh look, a lingerie shop. depend at all these cute panties. I couldn't time lag, I wore them out the store. Some frilly flip-flop. Barely covering fire anything.

Phew ! My wooden leg are getting tired. I have to angle against the chalk. I hope no one is looking from the world-class story. Although, if they did, they would get to see my new very expensive scanty I just bought.

What 's this ? The Methedrine is fogging up ! I'm soaked down there ! I run to the can, I can't resist giving myself the finger or two.

There, that should hold me. But what about my new pantie ? I don't want them getting ruined ! I'm gon na soak right through them. They're so thin and string like, I bet I could tie my hair with them, and no one would even acknowledge !

Wow, what a gracious feeling ! The zephyr between my branch and under my shirt. Oh god, every clock time I walk it rides up on me. I might cause accidentally flashed someone my pussy. Hehe, lucky them. The breeze just look so Nice !

Ok, time to go home. I can't hold it any longer. I need to spend a few hours in front of my computer, if you know what I mean. Gosh, I keep having to rip my skirt down ! Someone has definitely seen my goodies. I have to stop along this bridge. Maybe I can fit a finger or two. No one's walking near me. Mmm, I'm leaning against the rail, sliding my skirt up a bit. I just need to rub my pussy for a minute. God that's good ! I need Sir Thomas More ! Oh turd ! This is an overpass ! It was quiet to begin with but now it's like rush time of day ! They saw. I know they did. Me rubbing my snatch. Worst part is I didn't even cum !

There, a world bathroom. I barely shut the stall room access before I start fingering myself. I can't aid but moan a piddling to myself. I'm imagining doing this on the flyover again. This time on function. auto are honking, traffic slows. God that would be so sexy.

parkland Ranger :"howdy ? Is anybody in there ? It's even clip and we need to fold up !"

Oh Irish bull ! It's the parking lot Texas Ranger.

Lucy :"Oh, ok. I'll be out in a arcminute !"

Ranger :"Is everything ok ? You sound distressed."

Lucy :"Oh, I'm absolutely ok, thanks for asking."

Ranger :"I saw the way you were walking other, I just wanted to lay down for sure you're not hurt."

Lucy :"I just twisted my hip a bit, just necessitate a moment."

Ranger :"You know I used to do PT back in the day, maybe I can help."

Lucy :"No, it's ok. waiting, you know what ? semen in."

I unlock it while fixing my skirt. That's not the Park ranger, that's the Janitor ! He looks so old ! His nametag says Jenkins.

Lucy :"It's my hip, my heftiness are so sore."

Jenkins :"That's ok ma'am, I remember when the misfire had that job, a quick massage and a stretching should set you straight."

Lucy :"Oh, could you ?"

Jenkins :"Not a problem. You just demand to seize the pelvis like this and apply some pressure."

Lucy :"Oh god, yes ! Right there. Mmm, that's amazing ! Get the inside of my articulatio coxae. Higher, mellow !"

The spunk hit me just right. I can't stop.

Lucy : `` You need to massage me deeper. ''

I say this as I grab his junk over his clothes. He's already swollen.

Jenkins :"Anything to help oneself mortal in motive !"

He jams his peter in. Dirty and sweaty from a long years oeuvre.

Jenkins :"Hot damn, momma ! You take me back to richly school !"

Lucy :"Oh god yeah, just pass it to me !"

He is railing me from behind. It's just what I need. He's making me cum already.

Jenkins :"Giving you the handshaking already, am I ? Well, you know, one prison term rarely gets the job done."

Lucy :"Oh, thank God !"

He continues to fuck me. Bringing me to over a dozen orgasm in the next hour.

Lucy :"My legs, I can't even stand anymore !"

Jenkins :"Just a little longer, I'm almost finished !"

He grabs me by the hips and buries his cock deep into me. Firing his semen through my cervix. I can feel each splash as it enters me. Hot and burning, running deep into my crevices. Filling my unprotected womb with his dirty old man semen. His sperm probably doesn't even work. Then again, he has been keeping it up for over an hour. If his sperm are unaccented, he's made up for it in volume. They won't need to swim far if my whole uterus is full.

It 's almost 9pm, if I hurry, I can make it to the drugstore and get some programme b.

Jenkins :"Ma'am, I need a favor from you. I'm not as new and spry as I once was, and I hurt my hip in the process."

Lucy :"Don't worry mister, I will fix that up for you lickety-split."

I straddle him on the toilet floor. Working my pelvic girdle over his cock. I think it's making him feel better. I must reward him after that wonderful job he just did. I can get architectural plan b in the morning .