1. Jane Gets Laundered


    Date: 10/2/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: marejin, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Jane was extremely excited about the installation of her new, automated, computerized washer-dryer. Actually, it called itself a "laundry management system." The Friday that installation was completed, she was so preoccupied with her purchase that Kevin had difficulty keeping her mind on sex that night. He decided to schedule a f****y visit for the next day, as Jane would be completely absorbed in doing her first computerized laundry run. Saturday was sunny and warm, with light pouring through the windows as Jane selected clothes and linens for a big laundry cycle to test the new system. She was dressed all in white: a kerchief wrapped around her light brown hair; a gauzy T-shirt that let her lovely large breasts swing gently free, and loose-fitting gym shorts over cotton panties. She padded around the sunlit house barefoot, feeling happy and sexy as she went through her closets. Unfortunately, Jane wasn't familiar enough with her automated system, and she set off an overload indicator when she leaned into the washer to look at the dials and readouts inside. The computer automatically dropped the bottom of the washer space to make additional room, and Jane, leaning on the moving panel, toppled forward and fell face first into the laundry compartment. By the time she was able to pull her head and shoulders out of the pile of laundry, the door had snapped shut behind her, and the readouts inside the washer started counting down. "No!" she yelled, and threw herself at the door. ...
    But it was locked shut. A cascade of warm, soapy water fell over Jane as she struggled with the door. In seconds her skimpy summer outfit was transparent. She tried to get leverage to kick the door open, but the now-wet laundry shifted beneath her and sucked her down. As the wash cycle started, she was head over heels, her bare legs kicking in the air. From the outside, Jane was practically invisible within the spinning, churning washer, hidden by a whirlwind of soap suds and linens. Once in a while her surprised face would appear, pressed against the washer window, only to be pushed down into the depths again. Other times a bare breast, shaken temporarily free of her T-shirt, or the sole of Jane's foot would be framed in the window, then vanish as quickly as it arrived. The powerful churning movement eventually stripped off Jane's baggy shorts, so that the brief sightings of her ass become more provocative. Finally the spin cycle began, and nothing could be seen except for flashes of girl flesh amid the flying whites. One of the biggest selling points of the system was that it gathered weather data to determine whether it should use a dryer cycle or a clothesline in the open air for natural drying. And today was too beautiful a day to leave the wash indoors. Using powerful clothespins on each shoulder of her wet T-shirt, robotic arms hung the soggy Jane out on a line between two of her C-cup bras, and pulleys wheeled her and the rest of the laundry into her back yard. Dazed ...
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