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I was invited to a bohemian style wedding. And I knew just the place to find the perfect dress. Gypsy’s Vintage Boutique. It was perfect timing because Gypsy has been asking me to come back to play with her and her husband Nomad. If I can get a free dress, even better. After all, when I met them during the spring hailstorm, she promised. She told me that I could have a free vintage wardrobe if I keep getting Nomad’s dick hard. It was the first time he had gotten hard in years. Gypsy had tried everything. (I included the links to the spring hailstorm at the bottom of this blog).
She told me to be there after they closed so we could have the store to ourselves. When I got there, once again, the mood was set with burning incense, herbal tea, and funky instrumental music playing in the background. But this time she had curated a whole rack of dresses for me to try on. She had everything set up right there, not in a dressing room. They were going to be my audience. That was obviously planned on purpose to get Nomad aroused. But……

Gypsy’s Vintage Boutique

…..I didn’t have a bra or panties on. They seemed excited about it. So I decided to give them a little show. I playfully teased them by bending over and letting my strap “accidentally” fall down to expose my tits. Before I knew it, Nomad was rock hard again. Gypsy told me that he wanted my tight little teen pussy this time. I spread my legs for him, and he slid it all the way in. Then Gypsy came and sat on my face. She rode my tongue until she squirted in my mouth. That made Nomad explode deep in my pussy. And they let me take the whole rack of dresses. It was so awesome.
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