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A drizzling london afternoon: an office lady's unveiled secret

A drizzling london afternoon: an office lady's unveiled secret A drizzling london afternoon: an office lady's unveiled secret

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In the heart of a bustling London skyscraper, an office lady stood, her blue pleated skirt lifted slightly by self as she adjusted her black stocking holder. Her long white hair fell in loose waves around her shoulders, contrasting starkly with her intense green eyes and medium rounded breasts, visible through her see-through wet shirt. Despite the cold rain outside, beads of water dripped from her shirt, revealing her uncovered nipples. No panties were to be found under her skirt, only black stockings holding up her wet clothes. She looked directly at the viewer, her parted lips slightly parted, a lanyard around her neck bearing an ID card. The office was filled with the hum of machinery and the faint scent of flowers from a potted plant on her desk. Time seemed to stand still as she stood there, her cleavage prominent under the rolled-up sleeves of her white shirt.