Gtr # 233
She slipped on her shawl to cover her shoulders and walked into the garage. She could feel her breasts swaying and jiggling in her bra. Behind each ear and at her neckline and thighs she placed a dab of Dune, her favorite perfume. She slid into the car seat, her dress riding up and revealing her stocking tops and garter snaps. She smiled, wait until they see me at the club!
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