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My wife once rode through our old neighborhood with her top off. We were coming back from the beach with her late parents and had our swim suits on. Her mom was driving, and soon after entering the neighborhood her dad flicked a live cigarette out the window. The wind caught it and sent it back into the car where it landed in her cleavage. I never saw anyone lose their modesty so fast in my life. She ripped off that bathing suit top and it was "Howdy, neighbors!" time!
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