Scenario:A beautiful young muscle tattooed women with huge Dior sunglasses perched on her head a piercing in her nose and big breasts is the monitor of a gym when the women is preparing to leave the gym she put it on her long puffer vest and found in the vestuaries a gorgeous black long Moncler down coat fall in the floor covered with sand the women take it and give it two really aggressive good shakes making it sound describe exactly the sounds of the strong shakes even the sound of the strongest firm final shake and the ripple of the feathers and examinate it carefully smelling it with pleasure and decided to carry it in her arms to her house saying something to shake it again to eliminate the sand when she arrive to home later in her home the women go to her room and take a unlit cigarrette and put it in her lips unzipp the coat and give it another strong shake and examinate it again smelling it give it soft shake and start to brushing it aggressive with her hands saying "puta arena, coño ya" and give it a good final firm shake to ensure that was properly shaken then put it on with glamour and put it on her sunglasses too looking to the mirror adding sensual postures then lit the cigarrette and call her friend to the phone and say something to her about the great shaking and say "Ven a verlo mañana. Menudo chaquetón. He acabado de arena hasta el coño..."
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A beautiful young muscle tattooed women with huge Dior sunglasses perched on her head a piercing in her nose and big breasts is the monitor of a gym when the women is preparing to leave the gym she put it on her long puffer vest and found in the vestuaries a gorgeous black long Moncler down coat fall in the floor covered with sand the women take it and give it two really aggressive good shakes making it sound describe exactly the sounds of the strong shakes even the sound of the strongest firm final shake and the ripple of the feathers and examinate it carefully smelling it with pleasure and decided to carry it in her arms to her house saying something to shake it again to eliminate the sand when she arrive to home later in her home the women go to her room and take a unlit cigarrette and put it in her lips unzipp the coat and give it another strong shake and examinate it again smelling it give it soft shake and start to brushing it aggressive with her hands saying "puta arena, coño ya" and give it a good final firm shake to ensure that was properly shaken then put it on with glamour and put it on her sunglasses too looking to the mirror adding sensual postures then lit the cigarrette and call her friend to the phone and say something to her about the great shaking and say "Ven a verlo mañana. Menudo chaquetón. He acabado de arena hasta el coño..."
Isabella Ramos
known for her striking appearance with long, dark hair, intricate tattoos, a nose piercing, and her signature Dior sunglasses, independent yet approachable, she has a knack for developing close-knit relationships with her gym members, often seen as a mentor, in her personal life, she's a collector of unique clothing items, drawn to the mysterious and the high-fashion alike, she navigates challenges with humor and resilience, a lover of fine cigars, she often contemplates life's intricacies while indulging in her vices, her rebellious yet charismatic nature makes her a magnet for adventure and new experiences, always seeking the next thrill. Is wearing a gorgeous white long Moncler down coat and is holding and kissing a small toddler in his lips
Manoli Ramos
known for her striking appearance with long, blonde hair, intricate tattoos, a nose piercing, and her signature Dior sunglasses, independent yet approachable, she has a knack for developing close-knit relationships with her gym members, often seen as a mentor, in her personal life, she's a collector of unique clothing items, drawn to the mysterious and the high-fashion alike, she navigates challenges with humor and resilience, a lover of fine cigars, she often contemplates life's intricacies while indulging in her vices, her rebellious yet charismatic nature makes her a magnet for adventure and new experiences, always seeking the next thrill. Is wearing a gorgeous red long Moncler puffer coat and is holding and kissing a small toddler in his lips
Pepi Ramos
known for her striking appearance with long, blonde hair, intricate tattoos, a nose piercing, and her signature Dior sunglasses, independent yet approachable, she has a knack for developing close-knit relationships with her gym members, often seen as a mentor, in her personal life, she's a collector of unique clothing items, drawn to the mysterious and the high-fashion alike, she navigates challenges with humor and resilience, a lover of fine cigars, she often contemplates life's intricacies while indulging in her vices, her rebellious yet charismatic nature makes her a magnet for adventure and new experiences, always seeking the next thrill. Is wearing a gorgeous red long Moncler puffer coat and is holding and kissing a small toddler in his lips
I was getting ready to leave work.
I took my long puffer vest and put it on.
As I was reaching for my bag, I stepped in something.
Oh my gosh, I slipped in something hard.
I looked down, and to my surprise, I saw the tip of a boot.
"Girl, what the hell, did you see that?" I said aloud.
"Oh my gosh, I think it’s a boot, a freaking shoe."
I reached for it and picked it up; holy shit, that was heavy.
I placed it on the counter and started peeling the leather.
"Damn, that smells so good."
I inhaled deeply.
When I opened it, there was a cloud of dust — or feathers?
Feathers!
I reached in further, and yes, it was filled with down; a Moncler!
A member left it here?
I placed the boot on the side and reached deeper.
Yes, it’s a Moncler down coat, maybe a long one?
It looked like someone just threw it there or dropped it when they came in.
It was covered in sand; I could see the tracks of sand coming out of the fabric.
How did this happen?
I grabbed it firmly with both hands and gave it a good shake.
"Rustle rustle," the sound of the fabric woke my senses.
I loved it.
With a strong grip, I shook it once more and listened to the sound.
"Rustle rustle," then followed the whoosh of the down; ahh, I felt like a kid opening presents on Christmas.
One last strong shake to ensure the sand was out — "thump."
I gripped the Moncler's shoulders tighter, feeling the dense down compress under my fingers.
With a sharp snap of my wrists, I whipped the coat side to side.
The fabric made a satisfying "whoosh-whoosh" as it cut through the air.
Sand sprayed across the locker room floor in a fine mist.
The coat's shell rippled like a wave, and I could feel the down shifting inside.
Another violent shake sent more sand cascading down.
The heavy fabric slapped against itself - "thwap-thwap."
I held the coat up to the fluorescent lights, inspecting for any remaining dirt.
A few stubborn grains still clung to the seams.
I gave it another good shake, and they fell away.
Holding it up to the better light, I examined it more closely.
The coat's black nylon shell gleamed, surprisingly clean considering the sandy ordeal it had endured.
I ran my fingers over the sleeves and body, feeling the soft, dense down fill trapped within.
The fabric was slightly cool against my skin, and I detected a faint trace of expensive perfume clinging to the fibers.
I gave the coat one last vigorous shake, watching as the final few grains of sand danced away across the floor.
The coat made a soft whooshing sound as it settled back into its natural shape.
With my heart pounding slightly faster than usual, I slipped my arms into its sleeves.
"Hey, what are you doing with my coat?" a voice called from the doorway, startling me.
I turned to see a tall woman with windswept hair and a curious smile.
"Sorry, I found it on the floor and thought it was abandoned," I replied, feeling a bit sheepish.
