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She pulled off her cap and held it out, her short red hair shaking loose. The agent barely glanced at it before tossing it on the chair and looking up...to receive the next garment. No words were spoken; the choice of what to hand over next seemed to be entirely up to Annemie herself. She was standing in her white, oversized T-shirt, bulky blue bush shorts, sturdy hiking boots, and heavy white socks. Eyeing the dirty, clammy looking floor, Annemie was not at all ready to give up the protection of. "Here, let me help you with that..." she whispered as she placed her hands on my crotch whilst staring at me in through the mirror. I held her gaze in awe and froze. I watched as one hand disappeared under the purple briefs onto my flesh, her touch radiating through me. My arms, weak, sat beside my limp body unable to react. I felt her fingers circling my clit whilst the left hand was busy peeling off my underwear then sensually making its way up my thighs. She began kissing my neck slowly and. More

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