Hamare bhoot bangale jese ghar me kam karane wali to aati hai, par washing machine bhi hai. Mere pati naya washing matchin le aaye the aur bola ki iss... service center pe call karana agar koi duikkat hoti hai to. 3-4 dino tak to vo thik thak chala lekin bad me pata nahi start hi nahi ho raha tha. Mene service center me phone kiya aur unhone bataya ki unake engineers aa jayenge. 2 mahine pahele ki bat hai, Daraasal me un dino me newspapers ke weekly addition me aane vali sex aur pyar ki kahanio me. You reach for your pants but you hear her say, ‘Don’t worry, the next one is on me.’ You hear the switch and the lights come back on… She is still crouched down, her pussy to the glass. You watch as it is tight around her two fingers, fucking her pussy. She moans, and bounces slightly on her fingers probing her tiny cunt, her juices dripping down to the cement floor. You see her breath filling her lungs, pushing her tits out. She falls back a little, and she over corrects herself, falling. --"That eventually when you fuck my dirty ass real hard that smell of flowers is replaced with shit and naughty pheromone-filled pussy juices and sweat and all different kinds of nastiness? Huh?"I slapped her on the ass and slowed down the pace so I could give her full, deep strokes of my cock all the way into the deepest reaches of her butt. Our fucking was pure. Pure strokes. Pure pleasure. "And after I'm done fucking your dirty ass, you're going to clean yourself up and spray perfume all. I quickly threw on a pair of shorts and went to her room. After a few minutes of trying to fix the handle we came to the conclusion that it was a waste of time. “Let’s have a drink instead then,” she said. She poured us a glass of wine each and we went and stood on the balcony drinking it, watching the sun set over the desert. “It’s beautiful,” Jo said, “I’m so grateful to you for hiring me and giving this chance.” As she said it she put her hand on mine. I could feel how warm and soft her.