She puts the sweatpants and simple panties into the washer and starts it. She’s stunning to look at!She walks to the kitchen and pours herself a dri...k (coke or lemonade or ice water) from the fridge, drinks it, and goes back to the washer. It’s vibrating, and she climbs on top of it and spreads her legs and masturbates while it shakes.After a little while, another cute blonde college girl with a similar build comes into the laundry room. She’s wearing a mid-length skirt and a loose t-shirt.. She used to try and dress 20 years younger which revealed bits and pieces a little too much.She was the careers co-ordinator in our college. She was also a bit talkative and overbearing. Once she engages you, you want to run. She was not very popular with the other staff. Most of us avoided her like the plague. However, we needed to pop in to her office to check on available placements. Which resulted in all sorts of conversations. By the way, at the time, I was a 25 year old Asian lad. There. "S-X-2-1-4-5," I read out the number."2-1-4-5?" he repeated. "2-1-4-5? That's not right! You told me 2-1-5-4 yesterday!" What do you want, dude?" I answered, sounding annoyed. "I'm not the one with lysdexia. You wrote it down wrong!" Don't do that!" he shouted. In a more reasonable tone, he added, "Yes, I have dyslexia, and you know how much I hate when you make fun of me for it. I swear to god I'll never talk to you again if you keep it up. And I made you repeat it twice while I wrote it down. Anyway it looked (so it seemed to me!)like my neighbor was enjoying the attention. How could I tell I hear you ask!Her hands said it all. After, what feels like my neighbor had checked that I had not moved. She slowly started to move her hands down to the top of her legs, until they arrived at her pussy. I am I seeing what I think I am, my neighbor is playing with herself in front of me? Believe you me, my hands started tugging at my manhood like a train..stop! You fool! do you want to come to.