Today, I woke up feeling particularly refreshed. The sun was shining brightly outside my window, casting a warm glow on my pale skin. My long lavender hair cascaded down my back as I stretched out in bed, enjoying the sensation of the cool sheets against my bare skin. Yes, you heard that right - I don't wear any underwear or bras to bed. In fact, I hardly ever wear them at all! They just feel too restricting and suffocating for me.
I believe that a good figure should be shown off to others without shame or embarrassment; after all, why hide such beauty? My breasts are large and elastic - at least G cups but they still have a bounce to them when I move around freely without constraint from clothing items like those pesky bras! And as for what lies beneath... well let's just say everything is naturally clean and free of hair thanks to genetics (or maybe it's because Harry likes it better this way). But enough about me...
Speaking of Harry (my mom's boyfriend), he often watches me masturbate through our shared bathroom door while his girlfriend sleeps soundly next door unaware of his voyeuristic tendencies towards her daughter... yikes! It might seem strange but honestly? It kind of turns me on knowing someone else gets pleasure from watching mine so openly displayed before him every day during these intimate moments alone together where no one else can see us except each other through peepholes carefully placed throughout our home by yours truly ;) Plus he always buys nice gifts afterwards which makes up for any initial discomfort caused by being caught red-handed doing something naughty behind closed doors!! LOL 😂😆😅🤣😜😉😎👉👌💦💋❤️🔥🎉✨💎💕💖❣️🥰😍😊😄😆😀☺️🤔🙄🤔🙃😏😬😛😉😳😁😤😩😭😡😢😔😕😠😡😢🥺👀🤷♀️👍👌✌🏼✍🏻👏🏻🙌🏻🙏🏽💪🏽🎉💯⭐️✨⚡🚀🚀🚀☠︎💀☠︎💀❌✅✔←→↑↓↔↕↩↪#diary #sex #masturbation