Woke up to one of my breasteses hanging out of the side of my tank top…such an eager beaver that one…which I’m gonna take as code for let’s do this.

For some reason this is making me think of Beatles songs;
Help
She’s leaving Home
Get back
You’re gonna lose that Girl
Free as a bird
Hello Goodbye
Good day sunshine
Here comes the sun
Let it be

If it escapes again, I'll be happy to help you look for it.

Trying to get out and start the day without you. 🤣

One boob escapes.

The neckline tightens like it’s asserting dominance.

Still my favorite tank top. Still sleeping in it.

Do it!

Wow I can’t help but visualize

That’s why I don’t wear anything. ☺

Alrighty then ..

Wednesday. Now aren`t you supposed to be going to get groceries?

The dreaded tank top escape! 🤣

It happens like that.

Free at last. Free at last.

Poor little (big😉) thing…🥺

Gotta love the man who invented tank tops

Was the tank top white?

😁 The ever annoying titty tank trap

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