Her thighs were thick and smooth, and the curve of her back arched beautifully as she worked.
My cock twitched hard, already growing stiff again at the sight.
Nadia could feel my presence behind her. She didn’t turn around, but her breathing grew a little heavier. She knew exactly what kind of view she was giving , and she didn’t try to hide it.
Instead, she subtly pushed her ass out a little more as she continued scrubbing, silently offering herself while performing her new duties.
The contrast was intoxicating. Just a day ago she was a faithful wife. Now she was on her knees in nothing but underwear, washing another man’s dirty laundry while her husband sat broken at ho.
"There are my cum-stained underwear, Nadia," I said, pointing at the laundry basket where several pairs of my used briefs lay on top, visibly marked with dried white streaks of my cum.
Nadia’s cheeks flushed a deep red, but she didn’t hesitate. She reached into the basket, picked up one of the cum-stained pairs, and brought it close to her face.
"I’ll wash it, Sir," she whispered obediently.
Without another word, she pressed the fabric against her mouth and started licking the dried cum stains. Her soft, warm tongue dragged slowly across the material, tasting the salty remnants of my seed as she cleaned them thoroughly, just as I had ordered her earlier.
The wet, obscene sounds of her licking filled the bathroom.
"Clean it good," I said, my voice low and commanding as I stood there watching this once-respectable wife and mother do sothing so filthy and degrading for .
"Yes, Sir..." Nadia moaned softly, her voice muffled against the fabric. She continued licking with devotion, her tongue working over every stain, making sure not a single drop of my dried cum was left behind before she would wash them with water.
She moved from one pair to another, licking and sucking the fabric clean like a devoted slut.
The sight was driving feral. Watching this voluptuous, married mother on her knees, licking another man’s cum off his dirty underwear while wearing nothing but her bra and panties was one of the most depraved things I had ever seen.
I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I knelt down behind her, my hands greedily grabbing her massive, soft ass cheeks. I squeezed the heavy, plush flesh, feeling its incredible weight and warmth in my palms.
"Damn, Nadia... you are so fucking juicy," I groaned, my cock rock hard again as I spread her ass cheeks slightly, admiring the way her body jiggled under my touch.
Nadia let out a soft, needy moan, pushing her ass back against my hands while continuing to lick my cum-stained underwear like the perfect personal slut she had beco.
"Thank you, Sir," Nadia said breathlessly, her voice filled with genuine arousal. She was clearly loving the degrading, slutty treatnt.
I couldn’t resist. I brought my hand down hard on one of her plump ass cheeks.
Slap!
The sharp sound echoed in the bathroom as her soft, heavy flesh jiggled beautifully from the impact.
"Ahhh... you are so rough, Sir," Nadia moaned, looking back over her shoulder at with lust-filled eyes. Her ass cheek was already turning a faint shade of red from the slap.
I pressed two fingers against her pussy lips over the thin fabric of her panties. She was soaked. I rubbed her slowly, feeling the heat and wetness seeping through the material.
"And you’re already so wet," I admired, my voice low and teasing as I continued stroking her swollen lips.
Nadia let out a soft, needy whimper, pushing her ass back against my hand, clearly craving more.
I couldn’t wait any longer.
"Co here, Nadia," I said, my voice thick with lust. "My cock needs so cleaning under the shower."
I pulled Nadia up to her feet quickly and guided her into the shower. The water wasn’t on yet. I made her drop down onto her knees in front of on the cool tiled floor. She looked up at obediently, her eyes full of submission as my hard cock stood tall and proud right in front of her face.
Nadia placed her soft hands on my thighs for support and imdiately leaned forward, taking my thick cock into her warm, wet mouth. She started cleaning with devotion, her tongue swirling around the shaft, licking off every trace of her own juices and the dried remnants from earlier.
Just as I was getting sucked, enjoying the sight of this married mother on her knees serving , the bathroom door suddenly opened.
"Alex...?"
Both Nadia and I turned our heads at the sa ti.
Lucy stood in the doorway, rubbing her sleepy eyes. She had just woken up.
Her eyes slowly focused on the scene in front of her, standing there with Nadia on all fours in just her bra and panties, sucking my cock like she was starving for it.
Lucy blinked a few tis, her mouth slightly open in surprise as she tried to process what she was seeing.
"Sis, you’re awake?" I asked casually, still getting my cock sloppily sucked by Nadia like it was the most normal thing in the world.
"Yeah... Who is this woman?" Lucy asked, her voice filled with shock as she stared at Nadia eagerly sucking my cock.
"Oh, she’s my maid" I said casually.
Lucy’s mouth fell open slightly. She looked completely stunned.
"What are you doing, Alex?" she asked, still trying to process the scene in front of her.
"Don’t worry, sis," I groaned, my voice breaking slightly as Nadia licked the sensitive tip of my cock with slow, deliberate strokes. "Ahhh... fuck... Nadia is just helping in the shower."
Lucy stood frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide with disbelief as she watched the older woman on her knees eagerly sucking her cousin’s cock.
"Alex... that woman is around your mom’s age!" Lucy said, her voice filled with shock.
"Yeah..." I breathed out, my hand gently resting on the back of Nadia’s head, guiding her as she took deeper into her warm mouth. "And she’s so fucking good at it, sis."
Nadia moaned softly around my cock, clearly aroused by the conversation, her tongue swirling around the head before she sucked harder. I kept my hand on her head, enjoying the devoted, sloppy blowjob she was giving right in front of Lucy.
Lucy’s face was a mixture of shock and confusion, but her body was betraying her. Her nipples had grown visibly hard under the thin fabric of her bra, poking out prominently.
She kept rubbing her thick thighs together, shifting her weight as arousal crept through her despite herself.
"Do you wanna shower, sis?" I asked, extending my hand toward her. "Why don’t you join us?"
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