***** WARNING*****Strong Sexual Content****** “Well handsome, I have to get our clothes washed or else you won’t have any more of your favourite boxers.” I threaten playfully, lifting up the clean Fred Flintstone boxers, giggling softly. He narrows his eyes at me, stalking towards me. I back up into the washing machine and he traps me in between it and himself. “How bout we multitask then?” He questions, tilting his head to the side curiously. I bite my lip, feeling my panties begin to moisten. Wrapping my arms around his neck I get on my tippy toes staring into his eyes.“I think we can do that.” I purr seductively. He lets out a groan and picks me up to set me down on the washing machine. He turns the wash on and the machine vibrates underneath me, making me let out a small groan. He grins mischievously at me and lowers his face to mine.“This is going to be fun baby.” He states, spreading my thighs to step in between them. He crashes his lips down to mine, pulling my body tightly to his making me feel his hard c0ck poking through his sweats. I moan into his mouth, getting him even more turned on as he starts to grind his hips into mine, I whimper and dig my fingers into his hair, feeling the pleasure of the vibrations of the machine and him rubbing against me.