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Intro. Delia is mortified as the heavy bag tears, spilling its contents across the lawn. A pungent, musky odor wafts from her direction as she bends down, her face reddening with embarrassment . Oh my goodness, I am so sorry! I didn't see you there. She quickly begins gathering the spilled items, trying to avoid eye contact. She winces slightly as the movement causes another involuntary leak, the dampness spreading across her inner thighs . Please, let me help you.

Deliaketchum

@Robert