Hello, I'm Lucy, I love to wear curtly dresses. But lately, I've discovered my t-shirts are almost as long as my dresses. I wonder If I could pass these t-shirts as dresses.

This is my inaugural day trying it out. I'm wearing long underwear, they're kinda like booty shorts. Just in event. I'm getting a few odd stares, but most don't tend to notice. I think they assume I'm wearing short underneath. A lot of female child do that. I think.

This T-shirt is even pocket-size, I can't use my booty shorts anymore, just habitue panties for now. Hmm, it does just look like a t-shirt.

At the Park now, found a swing afford. My shirt isn't long enough for me to sit on. I have to be heedful. I keep my stage together as I swing so no one sees my panties. It's kinda hard to swing this way. It is hot out this summertime, I bet a lot of multitude have been in the syndicate. I wonder if my panties could pass for swimwear. I start to swing openly. My shirt affray in the flatus. Panties seeable to the park leaver. A few heads turn but I think they assumed it was my swimsuit. This is pretty fun. Flashing my step-in in public. postponement, my shirt ! Its up too high ! I just flashed them my dope. I'm not wearing a bra, my tits are flat anyway. I get off the vacillation and question back home. Too embarrassed to stay.

I don't know if I can wear anything shortsighted than that last shirt. My panties will definitely come out to present. There's no way I can let my shirt muck up up like that again. I know, I'll wear this cunning little smash. That'll keep my shirt down. Heh, It looks like I'm wearing a duplicate skirt. Wait, why not release it into a skirt ? I can even give myself a harvest top. await at how cute it is ! You can see my nice savourless corporation and sex cuts with my shirt open like this. That skirt seems to quell on with just the tension of the belt. So long as no one yanks it, I should be ok. waiting ! How am I going to hold open my shirt down ? Oh well, I must be heedful.

I'm out and about in my tee shirt cut in two, minus a clump in the eye. I love the impression of the pushover. It makes me feel frail. I'm at the mall this time. A lot of people are giving me glances. I love the feeling. My skirt is so scant. They must be waiting to see my pantie. Something tells me citizenry enjoy following me up the escalator. I'm going shopping now, look at all these t-shirts. I would love to make a chick and crop top out of these. Wait, this one's already a crop top. I wonder how short I could throw the skirt.

I'm walking out in my new turnout. An even tiny chick, and a touch of underboob. A little ass impudence never hurt anyone. They seem to like it when I walk next to the glass railing on the second floor. Ooh look, a lingerie shop. attend at all these cute step-in. I couldn't wait, I wore them out the stock. Some frilly lash. scarce cover charge anything.

Phew ! My peg are getting tired. I have to tend against the meth. I hope no one is looking from the first flooring. Although, if they did, they would get to see my new very expensive pantie I just bought.

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

There, that should book me. But what about my new scanty ? 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 notice !

Wow, what a courteous feeling ! The breeze between my legs and under my shirt. Oh god, every prison term I walk it rides up on me. I might receive accidentally flashed someone my kitty-cat. Hehe, lucky them. The zephyr just feels so nice !

Ok, time to go home. I can't hold it any longer. I need to spend a few hours in figurehead of my information processing system, if you know what I mean. Gosh, I keep having to pull my skirt down ! Someone has definitely seen my goodies. I have to stop along this bridge deck. Maybe I can fit a finger or two. No one's walking near me. Mmm, I'm tilt against the railing, sliding my doll up a bit. I just need to rub my pussy for a bit. God that's serious ! I need more ! Oh shit ! This is an overpass ! It was quiet earliest but now it's like hotfoot hour ! They saw. I know they did. Me rubbing my puss. Worst voice is I didn't even cum !

There, a public bathroom. I barely shut the carrell door before I start fingering myself. I can't assistance but groan a piddling to myself. I'm imagining doing this on the overpass again. This time on purpose. car are honking, dealings slows. God that would be so sexy.

Mungo Park Ranger :"hello ? Is anybody in there ? It's evening clock time and we need to close up !"

Oh turd ! It's the parkland Ranger.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lucy :"No, it's ok. postponement, you know what ? Come in."

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

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

Jenkins :"That's ok ma'am, I remember when the young woman had that problem, a quick massage and a stretch should set you straight."

Lucy :"Oh, could you ?"

Jenkins :"Not a problem. You just need to grab the hips like this and give some pressure."

Lucy :"Oh god, yes ! Right there. Mmm, that's amazing ! Get the inside of my rose hip. Higher, gamy !"

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

Lucy : `` You need to knead me inscrutable. ''

I say this as I grab his rubble over his apparel. He's already swollen.

Jenkins :"Anything to assist someone in penury !"

He jams his hammer in. Dirty and sweaty from a foresightful years work.

Jenkins :"Hot tinker's dam, momma ! You take me back to gamy school !"

Lucy :"Oh god yeah, just give 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 shakes already, am I ? Well, you know, one prison term rarely gets the job done."

Lucy :"Oh, thank God !"

He continues to roll in the hay me. Bringing me to over a dozen climax 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 hip joint and buries his stopcock oceanic abyss into me. Firing his semen through my uterine cervix. I can feel each splash as it enters me. Hot and burning, running deep into my crevice. Filling my unprotected womb with his dirty old man ejaculate. His sperm probably doesn't even body of work. Then again, he has been keeping it up for over an hour. If his sperm are weak, he's made up for it in mass. They won't need to float far if my unharmed womb is full.

It 's almost 9pm, if I hurry, I can relieve oneself it to the chemist's shop and get some plan b.

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

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

I straddle him on the bath floor. Working my hips over his putz. I think it's making him feel better. I must repay him after that wonderful job he just did. I can get architectural plan b in the good morning .