1. The Artist and the Client 4


    Date: 4/10/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: goodsonformom, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    to be saggy. I begin to feel a twinge of arousal. She looks over at me and smiles, biting her bottom lip as if she wanted to say something, but refrained. "What?" I ask. She just shakes her head and goes on working at cleaning the kitchen. "Oh Shit!. I forgot to put something in the wash....Damn!" she mutters, then looks at me and asks, "Do ya know how to open my washer and slip something in without letting the water in those front loaders spill all over the floor.....your mom's got the same machine....right? I nod, "Yeah....I do it all the time." "Mmmmmm......awesome G........would be so kind to put this in it? I watch Helen reach under her sundress and pull her panties down. They are laying around her ankles when she looks up at me and saying, "Not bad hugh G.....you didn't even get a tiny peek did you," as he picks up her panties and tosses them to me. I'm dumb founded. Helen just tossed me her panties. I was frozen in place. "Go....Go....before it begins its spin cycle....Go!" I walk to the stairs feeling so surreal, did this really just happen. Then I notice ...
    they're damp and sweaty. I rush to the laundry room and stare at them. I was in a zone. I look at them closely. They were wet in the crotch area and up the back. I was so aroused, my cock was throbbing. I turn them inside out and gaze at the gusset. They were so wet, and there are a few loose black hairs stuck to the cotton. I brought them to my nose and inhaled.....Her scent was intoxicating....sweaty. pungent. arousing. Helen was aroused, I could smell her. I reached down and squeezed my cock. I inhaled again and again, in a feverish desire to take all of her smell in, not to waste a bit. "You like the way I smell G?" I heard Helen almost in a whisper, then back to biting her bottom lip. I'm again frozen in place, no words could change what I've done and what she's seen. Staring at each other, my cock throbbing, and Helen as she slowly pulls her sundress up with one hand. It was almost torture as her dress inched up, inch by inch....until her hairy mound came to view. "It's yours G.....if you want it." She said as she leaned against the door way, showing me her pussy."
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