Is There a Problem, Officer?
Amy squirmed a little as his hands moved from her ass to her hips, then trailed up to her breasts, kneading them through the coffee-stained camisole she'd worn under her now-discarded suit jacket.
Wayward Soles
She was clothed in an old grey blouse that probably had not been washed since the early 2000's, a stained white camisole which was her only support for her thankfully smaller b cup breasts, denim jeans which had been 'liberated' from a laundromat only a few
HoT sPoT (Lovecraftian colors TFTG)
And so, she lies on the bed in camisole and boyshorts, sweat dappling her lithe, feminine body, staring at the light fixture on the ceiling.
A grey dawn breaking
She was, so far as he could tell from the flickering candlelight, wearing nothing but a sky-blue camisole -- and it was a very good look for her. "i hope you don't mind i kind of... made myself at home..." "well, i offered, didn't i?"
Night Off
The only thing now between her and the randy dragoness was a fishnet camisole, sheer black bra, and sky blue panties.
A New Kind of Pleasure
My sister always strutted around the house with her perky d cups in thin camisoles, so it was only natural that i fantasized about her. today, i was going to watch my favorite video, “home alone with sister."
The Perfect Storm: One Big Happy
I think his bust had actually grown a little bit, because he filled out the camisole very well. he seemed embarrassed, and looked away. i picked my jaw up off the floor, and waved him over.
Welcome to Snowdin
I hadn't been able to see it up until now, but below her shirt she was also wearing a rather small and frilly black camisole.
Zeke; a love story
She pulled her heavy sweater over her head, revealing a little cotton camisole, and two very erect nipples. her long denim skirt next dropped to the floor, under which was nothing but flowered bikini underpants.
Catching Cinders Ch. 13: Cognitive Dissonance
He knew intimately how the camisole hugged her bust, how the bottom hem would dance over a midriff she’d diligently kept toned, how the skirt rode playfully high thanks to all her tails spilling out from beneath.
Between Mother And Daughter
Farrah asked sweetly, dressed in a camisole and a comfortable pair of sweatpants. even though tiffany's heart started to beat a bit faster when she finally saw her mother, her mundane ensemble had been a bit of a letdown.
Luck and Fate
I subconsciously readjust the shoulder straps of my camisole as he says this. "shit, how did he figure it out?" i quickly run through a mental checklist. did i let my voice drop without noticing it?