It looks like you have R2-D2 in the fucking laundry room." Didn't I keep asking you to fix the old washing machine? Didn't you keep telling me that yo... weren't "The Fucking Maytag Repairman"? Maybe you don't mind living without clean underwear, but I refuse to live like your parents and siblings!" retorted Brooke."I just saw Hartz's Appliance delivery truck as I came up the street. Is that where you got that washer and dryer? If it is, just how long have those two delivery guys been gone?" I. "It's Rose Turner." You replied, awkwardly standing there as she looked you up and down whilst nodding."You look alright but how are you in a game?" She asked."A game?" Don't you know what school this is, girl?" The old woman scoffed as you shook your head. "Rockhard High is a prestigious school for the best gamblers of this damn country!" A school for gambling, then?" You pursued, you wanted to go home and at least learn a thing or two about gambling."Exactly, I suppose. Come with me."The old. " JUICY'BOX " ------ Hey there "SEXY!" How are you doing? Doing me, when I get out, "No-Doubt!" My pussy's just dripping wet, thinking about it, and your harder then a rock too, I just bet! I'll first get down on my knees, then unzip your jeans! You play with my swollen clit a bit,while I stroke your enormous dick! Then I'll Insert it into my watering mouth, licking it,and moveing it around; pulling it in and. She was rubbing her legs together, humping the air, anything but nothing relieved the tingling sensation that a finger, tongue, or hard dick would. Duncan watched too. He wanted to help his wife, but this was her punishment. Cheryl's moaning and panting was driving Mike nuts. He lost focus on his game. With a Full House, he went all in. Rachel matched his move. “You're one dumb bitch Rachel!” he laid out his hand. “Full fucking House!”Rachel looked defeated. But then a small smile crept across.