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The Sound Of Dirty Laundry
Date: 6/23/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: L8LastNight, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
along her chin and neck. As he continued to work his way down, his free hand deftly pulled at the zipper at the back of her dress. His kisses pushed at the collar of the dress, just below her neckline. As Caitlyn shifted and squirmed on her seat, the dress slipped off her smooth shoulders. Jae and gravity did the rest, pulling it down to below her bosom, revealing the sultry curves of her creamy breasts. Caitlyn's lips pursed and pouted, puffing air as she steadied her breaths. She felt the flick of Jae's tongue on her nipples. He teased and taunted them to pert attention with kisses and hard sucks between his lips. Her whole body tingled as the machine continued to vigorously massage her to her core. When she felt Jae's head between her thighs and his mouth engaging the crotch of her panties, that's when her whole being ignited. "Oh! Ahh!" her mouth rounded wide. With each hitch of her belly, she fell further back on the machine until she was propped on one elbow. Her other hand grasped at Jae's slick, short hair, mussing it as she pulled him tight. He tasted her through her panties, dampening them with his swirling, slithering tongue till they were sheer from his saliva. She wriggled her hips seductively as he pulled aside the thin fabric and brushed his mouth against her pulsing, pink slit. Unlike the temperamental motor of the laundry machine, Jae's tongue and mouth revved and purred to perfection upon her quivering petals and clit. Caitlyn pulled her chin to her chest, ... looking over her breasts and belly as she tangled her fingers through his hair. There was a ferocious strain on her face with her teeth gritting, her eye narrow, and brows pinched. She was thinking of the next sequence in this act of lust in the laundry room of all places. Maybe the rattle of the laundry had shaken away her sensibilities, but it also gave her a singular clarity. As she tugged him back up by the hair and she sat up to suck his mouth into hers again, she knew what she wanted. "Fuck me," she breathed as she gazed at him with smoldering eyes. She presumed he read her lips clearly enough. As the machine rumbled towards its final cycle, the two of them quickly worked to slip his belt open, unbutton his fly, and quickly dispatch his pants and underwear aside. He stood tall before her as she indulged in hungry kisses and licks upon his chest and nipples. Her soft hand reached down and flattened against his stiffening shaft, circling his tip till she drew a bead of slick cum which she slid down his length cupping his sack. As she charged him with swift strokes of her hand, and rubbing him across her smooth, lower belly, she reveled in his warmth, his hardness. While Jae reached down to pull and hold aside the crotch of her panties, she guided him to her moistened slit. With a brazen thrust he surged into her. Eager for it, but still shocked by quick stroke of his hard length, Caitlyn eyes widened and she gasped aloud just as the machine hit the spin cycle. Ka-dung! ...