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What is so Sexy about Washing Dishes?  

rm_the_taker 51M
56 posts
6/3/2005 10:35 pm

Last Read:
3/5/2006 9:27 pm

What is so Sexy about Washing Dishes?

“What is it about me doing the dishes that makes you want to distract me?” I asked as I rinsed another dish. “I just wanted to give you a kiss and a hug,” you smiled sweetly. “Yeah right.” I growl. “You are just kinky, I can tell, something about dishsoap maybe? Or maybe you just like when my hands are busy.” “You got it!” you whisper in my ear, grabbing both my ass cheeks and squeezing. Hard. “Owch, hey!” I start to turn. “That way you can’t defend yourself,” you giggle continuing. That’s what you u think…” I sing, using the sink sprayer to soak the front of your summer dress.” “Now I am all wet, you sniffle, pouting cutely. “Come here then,” I smile. I grab you by your hips and pop you up on the kitchen island. As you lie back, I start kissing your heel, sucking it deeply and passionately. I retrace the beautiful journey, massaging your curvy calves with my chin. I am only half surprised to find you aren’t wearing any underwear. “bad girl…” I purr into your pubic hair, my deep voice reverberating down across your mound. Your pussy is already engorged and open, so I take a deep breath and plunge my tongue inwards. I am rewarded with a tongue-spoonful of your hot come. I continue licking up and down your pussy, bumping your clit with my nose, occasionally, accidentally, on-purpose. You start pulling me up your body by my shoulder blades, and I stand, unzipping my fly. “yikes, your belt is cold!” you say as my cock plunges in deep. Our bodies rock back and forth. Within fifteen minutes we had knocked everything off the island, including the dishrack. There was water everywhere, from playing with the sink sprayer. Just as we are coming close, who walks in but your lesbian ‘girlfriend’. I know you are not too fond of her. You once told me she got all ‘handsy’ when she was drunk, thinking it was cute. You had told her that you didn’t take that kind of shit from guys and you certainly didn’t take it from her. I pulled my cock out of your pussy and squeezed off two ribbons of semen in her direction. The first was watery and sprayed on her stockings in droplets. The second marked her high heel from her ankle to her toes. “You can stay.” I said, “but only to watch.” We kept<b> fucking </font></b>like that for another ten minutes, with her standing at the door of the kitchen watching, rubbing herself through her clothes. Soon I felt your pussy start to convulse. I eased my cock out of your pussy, and using my fingers to spread back your lips, I exposed your clit. I started firing my other four ribbons straight at your clit, like a hot firehose. As the third ribbon blasted against you, you came again and I sank my cock deep in your hot wet pussy, kissing you and squeezing you tight.


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