I fall into the latter category. Except for today. Because on this day in
history, a certain slutty friend of mine who is an avid partaker of Titty
Tuesday forced my participation by yanking my tube top down whilst we sunned
ourselves at Snowbunny Beach.
I did my best to conceal my modest. Not, as you may expect, to spare myself
the embarrassment of having my boobs exposed. Let's face it; we're long past
the point of no return on that one, so there's no point worrying about such
trivial concerns.
No, my really concern as I pushed my boobs against knees in a futile attempt to keep them covered, was that I hadn't layered up with sunscreen and, on a scorching day like today, my pasty white boobs will burn to a crisp in no time at all. And burnt nipples is the last thing that any of us wants to have to deal with.
Fortunately, Emmy was more than happy to, not only share some of her sun cream
with me, but to also apply it for me, making sure that every inch of my soft,
white skin was nicely covered. I'm sure there was not even a hint of an
ulterior motive in wanting to cop a cheeky feel...
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