Laundry room tiles slick with steam. Bends her over the humming washer. Hands sink into pale cheeks, prying them wide. Purple top rides up, green bands bite thighs. Cock out, straight to her lips. She sucks deep, spit trailing. Jaw stretches around the shaft. Switches grips, relentless throat work. Eyes water, but she pushes on. Ends messy on her chin.