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Wild, time just got a whole half hour of watching her go about her day. She stands above you while you are on a chair with laundry. Settle in you will be here a while. She steps away while you manage to climb a bit higher looking up at her breast dangling over you. Is she going to spot you? You even slip in as close as her makeup basket, and like always you have a long natural view of her own head going about her day. You shrunken silly little loser. You just can't get enough. You must be so nervous you will get caught. She could spot you at any time. 30 minutes of suspense must be a punishment!