Downfall/Have a look
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| - | Remembering the feel of her nipples against your back, you look over your shoulder. You have seen your mother's breasts before, e.g. while sunbathing in the back yard, but you can't remember that you ever saw her nipples erected. You are curious how they compare to yours, which is why you take a peek. You're just in time; during the ride, Julianne's dress slipped and revealed the most of her left breast. You catch a glimpse of her nipple just before Julianne slides her dress back up. It is bigger than you expected; her areola appears small in comparison. They are similar to yours, although your nipples seem to be a tad thinner in girth. | + | Remembering the feel of her nipples against your back, you look over your shoulder. You have seen your mother's breasts before, e.g. while sunbathing in the back yard, but you can't remember that you ever saw her bare breast with the nipples erected. You are curious how they compare to yours, which is why you take a peek. You're just in time; during the ride, Julianne's dress slipped and revealed the most of her left breast. You catch a glimpse of her nipple just before Julianne slides her dress back up. It is bigger than you expected; her areola appears small in comparison. They are similar to yours, although your nipples seem to be a tad thinner in girth. |
| - | Your mother only needs a | + | Your mother only needs a moment to readjust her dress. |
| - | "Thanks, honey," she says after she is done. She then looks up and sees you watching. You didn't know it was possible, but Julianne actually blushes. You smile at her - there is nothing she could be ashamed of | + | "Thanks, honey," she says after she is done. She then looks up and sees you watching. You didn't know it was possible, but Julianne actually blushes. You smile at her - there is nothing she could be ashamed of. Maybe it is the unexpected intimacy of this moment that made her blush. Your mother smiles back. |
"Come on, sweetie, or we'll miss the flight," she says. | "Come on, sweetie, or we'll miss the flight," she says. | ||
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*[[Downfall/Airport arrival 3|Arrive at the airport]] | *[[Downfall/Airport arrival 3|Arrive at the airport]] | ||
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| + | <table width="100%"> | ||
| + | <tr> | ||
| + | <td bgcolor="#7A7D7D" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b> | ||
| + | </td></tr> | ||
| + | <tr> | ||
| + | <td bgcolor="#BCC7C7" valign="top" width="8%"> State of Clothing | ||
| + | </td><td bgcolor="#DEECEC" valign="top" width="58%"> Summer dress; Panties | ||
| + | </td><td bgcolor="#DEECEC" valign="top" width="34%" rowspan="4"> | ||
| + | <p><i>Contacts</i> | ||
| + | </p> | ||
| + | </td></tr> | ||
| + | <tr> | ||
| + | <td bgcolor="#BCC7C7" valign="top"> Inventory | ||
| + | </td><td bgcolor="#DEECEC" valign="top"> | ||
| + | </td></tr> | ||
| + | <tr> | ||
| + | <td bgcolor="#BCC7C7" valign="top"> Surroundings | ||
| + | </td><td bgcolor="#DEECEC" valign="top"> | ||
| + | </td></tr> | ||
| + | </table> | ||
[[Category: Downfall]] | [[Category: Downfall]] | ||
Current revision as of 20:21, 23 March 2015
Remembering the feel of her nipples against your back, you look over your shoulder. You have seen your mother's breasts before, e.g. while sunbathing in the back yard, but you can't remember that you ever saw her bare breast with the nipples erected. You are curious how they compare to yours, which is why you take a peek. You're just in time; during the ride, Julianne's dress slipped and revealed the most of her left breast. You catch a glimpse of her nipple just before Julianne slides her dress back up. It is bigger than you expected; her areola appears small in comparison. They are similar to yours, although your nipples seem to be a tad thinner in girth.
Your mother only needs a moment to readjust her dress.
"Thanks, honey," she says after she is done. She then looks up and sees you watching. You didn't know it was possible, but Julianne actually blushes. You smile at her - there is nothing she could be ashamed of. Maybe it is the unexpected intimacy of this moment that made her blush. Your mother smiles back.
"Come on, sweetie, or we'll miss the flight," she says.
| Status | ||
| State of Clothing | Summer dress; Panties |
Contacts |
| Inventory | ||
| Surroundings | ||
