He popped in a few coins, jiggled the handle and the machine was off and running; not exactly humming, more like chugging and rattling. Regardless, he...gave himself a high-five for levelling up to “Laundry Pro”.He couldn’t decide what to do next while waiting. Maybe a run? That meant going back up to his apartment to change out of his jeans and t-shirt into his gear. Regardless of what he was doing, he knew where, or rather to whom, his mind would stray.While deciding what to do, he spotted a. When I threw my smoke out the window, I spoke for the first time. “Wow, it is hot!” I said. “Yes, it is.” Brian replied. “I am sweating.” “Can you do me a favor? Can you hold the wheel for a second?” I asked. As Brian reached over and grabbed the wheel I continued. “I need to take this blouse off. Don’t worry, I have a shirt on underneath.” I laughed as I finished saying this. I untied the bottom of my blouse and unbuttoned it. I peeled it off of my arms and threw it in the back seat. I was. You shake your head at me and with a big hard achy cock you look up to see that your partner is about done with his call. You try to slow down your heartbeat and hope your voice comes out steady as you feel me pulling your chair under the desk farther. You partner gives you his attention and tells you that you look flushed, is the A/C broken? You say that you are okay and he resumes talking to you. You think that I will be a good girl now that I have tortured you, but you are not that. He wanted her so bad… there was something so sweet about Amanda that he wanted to break and keep for himself. The thought of pumping into her tight little cunt made the king hard. The image of flooding her body with his seed, implanting, impregnating her made him dizzy. He began to idly stroke himself watching her face. She actually looked like she was enjoying herself. Frustrated, he yanked on one of the chains and pulled the whore to her feet, dropping her on his cock, which he had resized..