SttMF/Take off your Top
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- | You decide to take off your top first as maybe that'll give him something to stare at while you struggle to get your pants off - a feat which you think might be a little difficult. You reach up and take hold of the first button. You can see that the man's is focused on what your fingers are doing. Slowly, but surely, you undo the first button and let your shirt slide apart. Then you move on to the next, undoing it with the same deliberately slow pace as the first. | + | You decide to take off your top first as maybe that'll give him something to stare at while you struggle to get your pants off - a feat which you think might be a little difficult. You reach up and take hold of the first button. You can see that the man's attention is focused on what your fingers are doing. Slowly, but surely, you undo the first button and let your shirt slide apart. Then you move on to the next, undoing it with the same deliberately slow pace as the first. |
Your breasts slowly come out from hiding under your top, but the wait is clearly too long for this man. Just as you reach the next button, about half-way down your shirt, he quickly rushes forward and grabs hold of your wrists. He holds your hands still as he leans in and forces a kiss on you. | Your breasts slowly come out from hiding under your top, but the wait is clearly too long for this man. Just as you reach the next button, about half-way down your shirt, he quickly rushes forward and grabs hold of your wrists. He holds your hands still as he leans in and forces a kiss on you. |
Current revision as of 15:10, 1 October 2008
You decide to take off your top first as maybe that'll give him something to stare at while you struggle to get your pants off - a feat which you think might be a little difficult. You reach up and take hold of the first button. You can see that the man's attention is focused on what your fingers are doing. Slowly, but surely, you undo the first button and let your shirt slide apart. Then you move on to the next, undoing it with the same deliberately slow pace as the first.
Your breasts slowly come out from hiding under your top, but the wait is clearly too long for this man. Just as you reach the next button, about half-way down your shirt, he quickly rushes forward and grabs hold of your wrists. He holds your hands still as he leans in and forces a kiss on you.
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Health | 100% | <> Possessions <> | |
Condition | Fine | Sleepwear, Digital Watch | |
Date | Sat 1/06 | ||
Time | 9:00 AM | ||
Location | Your Home |