I was sitting reading the paper this afternoon when the kitchen door flew open. Standing there was my wife, wearing hotpants, a tiny little vest top and flip-flops, carrying a small bucket of really soapy water. Looking at her i got really excited
She placed the bucket between her feet while she seductively pulled on a pair of bright pink rubber gloves. After a saucy walk to me, hips swinging like a catwalk model, she pushed my knees apart and knelt between them. She removed my belt and dragged my pants off, then pulled a small sponge from the warm soapy water.
With expert hands she lathered up my соск and вuм-hole, getting me harder and more еrест than ever before. Finally, she took me into her mouth and brought me to an оrgаsм I thought was never going to end.
I must admit though, I was really рissеd off.
I honestly thought she was about to wash the car.
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