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The sun beats down on her as she leans on her balcony railing, the city sprawling below. Her dress, a vibrant floral print, rustles in the breeze, hinting at the absence of underwear beneath. She bites her lip, her gaze scanning the street below, then she acts. Her dress hiked up, she squats, her bare pussy exposed to the open air. The stream flows freely, wetting her dress, the fabric turning translucent. She's unhurried, almost bored, as she finishes, standing and smoothing her dress down, leaving a dark, damp patch behind.