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Chapter 8 by Afrohorse

Yank them out? Both?

Both for the worse

Up on the dim belt, I grab both my jacket and panties that are wedged in the divider. Tugging as hard as I can, they both rip in half becoming useless. Falling on my butt, I sit with my skirt ridding up and legs apart. I look down noticing my arousal. Sliding a finger against my lips, I feel how wet I’ve become. I slowly insert a finger letting out quiet moans. Feeling my juices flow, I hear another thunderous bang. Startled, I regained composure and crawled off the belt and down the ladder. Blushing, I know that I’ve done all I can for the night and starter to look for an umbrella before heading back home.

Any umbrella? Gets home?

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