Pressing the same button again with Mrs Leanne Irving still crumpled on the floor Jessica re-entered the Irving’s garden pausing for a moment to admire the view Leanne was giving her she reached behind her unzipping the one piece dress then slowly sliding it down Leanne’s chest down her waist, those luscious legs and then off her feet.
Stepping back to admire her work Leanne was now sitting on the grass in her matching red and black Bra and Panties set with a half confused look at how she had missed the Frisbee but also half shocked at falling over. Leanne was at this point completely unaware of her state of undress.
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