Isabel began to quickly pull her hips through the open window when she felt some resistance on her right side. Not stopping to investigate, Isabel yanked her lower body forward and her thong played the price. Caught on the corner of the windowsill, the thong gave way from where it had been slightly torn by a rushing bicyclist; on Isabel's left hip. As Isabel pulled forward and away, the entire thong snapped away from her and stayed stuck to the exterior of the house.
Isabel fell to the floor, lying on her stomach, happy to finally be in her home. "Finally..." she muttered to herself. Isabel stood up and collected her soaked pant leg and held it in front of her now bare crotch. "That was an expensive G-string..." she sad sadly as she closed the window behind her. Isabel fished her broken bra out of her shirt and regarded it for a moment before deciding it was a lost cause and tossing it in the trash. Now clad in just a transparent t-shirt and a ball of fabric held in front of her pussy, Isabel turned to head towards the bathroom for a warm shower she finds...
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