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Imagine being beneath my nylon soles. 
We've just returned from a beautiful evening...
You've watched my dress riding slowly up my glossy thighs...encouraging your eyes.
My foot rests on your trousers. Bulge emanating from your waist. Sliding up and down upon your cock. 

One strap falls down. The other follows- slight must of chanel perfume in the air.

I crawl away slowly...eye contact fully intact. No blinking. Heavy breath. I slide forward. Lift up the bottom of my dress to reveal a nude bodess upon my smooth...

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