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Chapter 7 by Graphite Golem Graphite Golem

Do you want to get her wet, or let her do it herself.

Go ahead. Speed the process up.

Jess throws a fake smile of appreciation at you as she begins washing the car. As a few drops splash the side of her shirt, you get a glimpse of her well-tanned skin and shake your head. This is going to take to long...

You pick up the hose and aim it at your girlfriend's torso. A jet of (apparently cold) water douses her from the neck down to mid thigh. She gasps and you watch with genuine interest as her nipples strain against the transparent material. She is breathing heavily as she looks down at her shirt and looks back at you with a very upset look on her face.

"What the fuck?" she shouts. You smile at her and move closer, but she moves around to the back of the car. You might have pissed her off a little bit. Despite any guilt you have at what you have just done, you can't help but stare and admire your girlfriend's supple tits, clearly visible through the fabric of the soaking t-shirt.

She moves right in front of you, washing the hubcaps of your car, and as she bends over, her ass is bobbing in front of you. A few passing cars honk, and Jess turns around, showing them her back, a bit embarassed that her breasts are on display for the rest of the world to see. She finishes the job as quickly as she can, and she is breathing hard when she turns to you. You watch with interest as her boobs bob freely.

A crowd has gathered across the street to watch the spectacle, adding raucous cheers and cat-calls to the honking horns. Jessica does her best to avoid giving them a show, and displays herself to you, looking at the ground. You stare at her breasts.

"Am I done? Is the car okay?"

Well, how does it look (the car, not her rack)?

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