<?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>XX With Images on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/xx-with-images/</link><description>Recent content in XX With Images on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2002 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/xx-with-images/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Rubber Kiss</title><link>/stories/2002/06/09/rubber-kiss/</link><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/06/09/rubber-kiss/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;8Story
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8
&lt;strong&gt;Chapter
One - Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The morning at the Fetish
shop went by in the usual way, if you could call anything they ever did
together usual, it was always different, and always an orgasmic experience
for Julie. They locked up the shop and headed to their favorite restaurant
for lunch, Cynthia was wearing one of her famous deliciously yummy looking
spandex mini dresses, a shocking pink with black tights, and matching pink
strappy high heels whilst Alexis was wearing a latex long sleeve dress
just above the knee and black fishnet pantyhose, her shoes were shiny black
patent leather with small brass padlocked cuffs around the ankles, she
looked incredible as always, &amp;ldquo;Hell they both did.&amp;rdquo; Julie thought to herself
as they walked down the street together. &amp;ldquo;Hey Julie!&amp;hellip; VvvaaaaRrooooM!&amp;hellip;.VvvaaaaRrooooM!&amp;rdquo;
Cynthia said to her imitating the sound of a motorcycle as she pretended
to rev imaginary handle bars. &amp;ldquo;You are so bad!&amp;rdquo; Julie said, they all giggled
at Cynthia&amp;rsquo;s little inside joke as they entered the restaurant.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Rubber Kiss</title><link>/stories/2002/06/09/rubber-kiss/</link><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/06/09/rubber-kiss/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;8Story
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&lt;strong&gt;Chapter
One - Part 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Julie came home from a nice
days work at the Fetish shop, although she loved her job, tonight she was
feeling a little tired, Alexis her Mistress and employer had worked her
poor pussy pretty hard today and spending a week going back and forth to
Cynthia&amp;rsquo;s house getting to know her better, strapped securely into the
side car of her sinister orgasm inducing motorcycle wasn&amp;rsquo;t helping much
either, not that it bothered her, she loved her boss and fellow co-worker
to death. Life would be so dull and uninteresting without them she thought.
Her dinner date with her two most favorite women had gone very well, they
always had a good time together, and now that they were spending more of
their off hours together thanks to Cynthia&amp;rsquo;s suggestion she had made one
day over lunch that they do so, they were having lots more fun and games
together.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>