<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Capes on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/capes/</link><description>Recent content in Capes on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/capes/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Ruth and Wendy 2: The Fashion Show</title><link>/stories/2008/05/21/ruth-and-wendy-2-the-fashion-show/</link><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/05/21/ruth-and-wendy-2-the-fashion-show/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Read the initial part of this story first**. &lt;a href="ruth_wendy.html"&gt;Ruth and Wendy&lt;/a&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2:  The Fashion Show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The morning sun filtering through the window curtains and onto Wendy’s face slowly wakened her from her deep sleep. As she was gaining full consciousness the aroma from the latex hood brought back the memories from last evening, and of course Ruth, who was still asleep inside the cape with her head beside her crutch. Wendy softly massaged Ruth’s neck and around her ear through the latex cape until Ruth began to stir and purr in enjoyment of both the smell of the latex mixed with the aroma of Wendy’s vagina and the caressing of her fingers on her neck. Ruth eased her mouth to Wendy’s love lips and extended her tongue to slide it into the lips and find the clitoris and when it did it slowly licked the bud.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Ruth and Wendy</title><link>/stories/2008/02/18/ruth-and-wendy/</link><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/02/18/ruth-and-wendy/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Wendy had been driving for about 5 hours now on her way from Sydney to Adelaide and was due to fill her car with petrol. The town of Hay was still an hour away and she could have maybe just made it there but thought a leg stretch would do her some good. She pulled into the next service station and commenced to fill up when she noticed the lady next to her also filling her car, but studying her rear tyre. Wendy noticed the tyre looked somewhat soft and as the other lady caught her eye smiled and said, “Looks like it could do with some air”.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>