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Once, on Saturday morning, I critically examined my wardrobe and decided to update it a bit.
It was a warm summer day, it was raining outside.
What else to do at such a time if you do not go shopping? Just so walking is not interesting.
I called my sister, and we decided to fool around a bit.
I did not burden myself with unnecessary clothes and put on a blouse, short skirt and sandals.

In addition, I was wearing a chain around my neck, a bracelet on my arm and a bracelet on my leg, a watch, 2 rings and sunglasses.
I left the house, got to the garage, started the car and went after my sister.
Anya even less burdened herself with clothes; she was wearing a sundress, flip flops, earrings and a cornelian necklace.
At my sister, I painted all 20 nails in a stunning blue mother of pearl, after which we stopped at the hairdresser and dyed my hair in a fiery red color that caused Annia to have lost her temper.
Anna, my younger sister.
At this (and at that) moment student.
Periodically lives with me.
She studies to be a lawyer and works as an assistant legal adviser in a real estate agency.
On the one hand, she likes to live with us, on the other hand, she often does not like our immoral behavior. xxx sexy video cam
Although the very tempered nudists and a little exhibitionist.
In general, nothing human is alien to her (at least in sex).
The first point of our trip was the sports complex “Olympic”, to be exact, the book fair, located in this sports complex.

There we bought literature.
On the stairs, my skirt allowed to see clearly more than normal.
Then we hit the Central Department Store, which was the main purpose of our journey.
There we began to flirt with men.
They made eyes at them, I unbuttoned almost all the buttons on the blouse.
We bought a new wall clock, some dishes.
They took everything to the car and went through the clothing sections, but our mood somehow disappeared.
And we left the Central Department Store.
The next item was “Christmas trees, sticks”, we ate there and teased the guys at the next table.
I unbuttoned my blouse and showed them my chest, Anya defiantly spread her legs, giving them a good view.
When the guys came to meet, we with a proud and indignant look they turned off.
When they began to say that we gave them unequivocal hints, we called the manager and demanded to restore order.
After eating, we continued to tour the shops.
At one of the traffic lights, I took off my skirt, Anya looked at me, grinned and took off the sundress.

I responded at the next traffic light and took off my blouse.
Drivers and passengers of neighboring cars openly stared at our breasts, and we became the cause of 2 accidents.
On Begovaya Street, I was rudely clipped by some kind of “racer” on an ancient BMW.
He turned his head and saw us, such cute, and then Anya smacked her finger and began to pull at her nipple.
Pillar of course sorry.
Another incident happened on the street Polikarpov.
Dashing horsemen on the top five staring at us, began to wave their hands (the driver too) crashed into the front nine.
When we were driving along Khoroshevka, we noticed a traffic cop coming out on the road, we felt with our heart that he wanted to stop us, that someone had snitched up.
Before us at a pedestrian crossing, a yellow light came on at a traffic light, and I got up carefully.
While we were standing, we managed to get fully dressed and put on shoes.
I moved from a traffic light, and after a few seconds the traffic cop waved his baton.

I stopped, put on my lips, went out and went to the traffic cop.
He introduced himself by the charter and asked why we provoke an accident.
I made an innocent and surprised look whenever possible and stated that there was nothing so suspicious and prejudicial in our behavior and even though we had an accident, but judging by the poor control of the vehicle, the driver was just drunk and he cuts me off and he flew off to the post.
Himself to blame, and even indignant, it is necessary to follow the road, and not turn his head.
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