>"Oh, Anon, you can't know how grateful I am to you for doing this."
>She leads you from the front door to a small room with a washer and dryer, with yet another door that opened to a dark room.
>"Here, I'll show you."
>She flips a switch, and suddenly the light floods onto a 1967 Mercury Cougar in a dazzling Pearl White.
>She's paying too much attention to the old muscle car to notice your jaw hitting the floor.
>"The engine doesn't fire up, so I thought you could fix that for me~"
>She leans over to you.
>"Right?"
"Y-yes ma'am."
>She gives you a peck on the cheek.
>"Finish the car, and you'll get more."
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"Let's get this started."
>You look over the car, noticing the interior, a bright purple, is in excellent shape.
>The electronics all work, except for the headlight covers.
>They don't open.
"Damn, why won't they open?"
>You look to the front of the car and pray to the Lord that the engine is intact.
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>The engine is dusty, but in great shape.
>The headlight covers are what you were looking for.
>You look to the front to find that somebody glued purple plastic film to them.
"Rarity...!"
>She barrels in the door.
>"What?"
"Do you know who could've glued purple plastic to your headlights?"
>She rolls her eyes, then prances on the tips of her feet.
>"Oh, I know exactly."
>She rushes inside and doesn't return for another 2 minutes.
"Oh well."
>You carefully tear off the plastic, and try to check the gas and oil.
>First, drain the gas tank.
>Jet Fuel
"The hell?"
>You then jack the car up and start changing the oil.
>Get a container and let it drain out
>Doesn't come out right away
>Suddenly
>Sludge
>Lots of thick black sludge
"Oh god..."
>Rarity slowly opens the door to see you crouching down while a waterfall of black sludge flows from her car
>"Oh dear god! What is that?!"
"Well, it was motor oil."
>She goes back inside.
"Okay then."
>You get a funnel and pour in some Quaker State
>Yeah, fancy
>You water the car down, but gently touch the vinyl convertible top
>You put it down
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>She comes in to find her done
>"Oh Anon, it's gorgeous!"
>She embraces you.
>"Now do you remember what I said?"
"What about?"
>She pushes you down onto the rear bench seat
>"If you had a better memory, Anonymous..."
>She strips off a white sweater and her skirt to reveal a gilded purple laced bra and a white pair of panties with a purple bow embezzeled on them.
>For one second, you thought you saw a stack of dollars hanging out of her panties
>Doesn't matter now
>She stares at you intently
>"Now, Anonymous, where shall I begin?"
>She strips off your pants in seconds.
>"Psh. Cheap fabric."
>Amber waves of pleasure ripple everywhere as your sight is impaired, but later comes back to reveal her large eyelashes bobbing up and down on Anon Jr.
>"Now for the decorations on this little outfit..."
>She strips completely and pounces on you
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>She moves her hips to the right
>Anon Jr, Cave Explorer
>She sways back and forth for a little less than five minutes
>She squeals for a few seconds for no reason
>Reason found
>You smacked her ass and you forgot you did
>She's close
>"Anon...Oh...If you so please..."
>She turns around
>Her folds are on your face
>You're close
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>She orgasms with a loud squeal
>Love juices all over your face
>Tastes like marshmallows
End.