Ava makes a deal

“Get yourself naked and beg on your knees for Hubert to give you back your panties.”

Target > 60, 1d100 roll+10=63, successful suggestion (+1 corruption)

“Tell him if he gives you your panties back you’ll bring a worn pair next time for him to keep”

Target > 35, 1d100 roll+11=93, successful suggestion (+1 corruption)

Ava Smith Corruption Points: 12

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Ava has a pretty good idea of how her stolen panties ended up in Hubert’s possession covered in fresh jizz. She finds Hubert cute in a shy older dork kind of way, and discovering that he harbours this perverse lust for her is hot. Her skin’s still tingling from the edible, and in the moment she wants to be Hubert’s wet dream fantasy.

She looks around. For the moment they are alone in the laundromat. A machine or two are going in the back. She bites her lip and pulls the sweater vest over her head, letting her tits spill out. She makes eye contact with Hubert. He is staring raptly, and his hand is back under the counter.

She lifts her hand to pinch and twist her nipples, stretching them, feeling the heightened sensations. She squeezes and lifts a tit with both hands and kisses her own nipple, darting her tongue out.“Is this what you like, Mr. Hubert?” she asks coyly. Hubert nods.

Ava lets her tit drop and comes around the counter to Hubert’s side. He’s got a girthy, thick member in his hand, not the longest Ava has seen but somehow the chonkiest. His hand is moving. He’s been jerking off for their whole conversation. She can also see her other missing clothes under his counter.

Ava moves slowly. She unzips the white miniskirt and lets it drop, leaving her in just her lilac hiphugger panties. She slips her hand in and runs her pinkie through her wet slit, and then she brings it to her mouth and tastes herself. “Oh, my pussy is so wet, Mr. Hubert. I’m making such mess of this pair of panties.”

Hubert grunts. He looks close to making a bigger mess behind the counter.

Ava tugs the panties down to reveal her landing strip and then drops them, leaving her again entirely naked in the laundromat. She kneels before Hubert’s girthy cock and holds up her panties. Hubert reaches for them, but they are just out of his reach.

Ava widens her eyes and begs on her knees at eye level with Hubert’s girthy cock. “Please Mr. Hubert, won’t you let a poor girl have her boring clean clothes? I can leave behind this dirty wet pair, and I would love to be a good girl for you.”

Hubert looks furtively at his stolen prizes and then at the panties Ava’s holding up as she kneels naked before his dick in his laundromat. He’s still jerking furiously. “Yeah, ok.”

Ava crawls naked to Hubert and kisses his crusty hard dick. She can taste him jerking off earlier in her panties, maybe even earlier when she and Laila shared a lovebite, maybe even earlier when she rode the machine. She doesn’t know how long he’s been watching her, but the smegma is thick and deep and she cleans it all like a good girl. As far as she knows every single layer of cum is about her tart mouth and pink tongue, just ready made for her to scrape with her palate.

She keeps sucking Hubert’s dick dutifully, keeping her jaw wide for his girth, soaking him spotless in his saliva. Her knees rest on the dirty laundromat floor, and she plays with herself idly as she worships the cock.

The door chimes. Someone new’s come into the laundromat. Hubert puts his hand on her head and then turns so that her head is pinned between the counter and his dick. She can’t move much other than taking the girth even deeper in her mouth. Ava finds it hot in the moment. It’s a little hard to breathe, and her senses are focused on the dick. Her eyes water.

“Hello Officer Williams,” she hears Hubert speak. “It’s always nice to see the law in my laundromat.”

“Cut the shit, Hubert,” a gruff voice speaks on the other side of the counter. “I wouldn’t want to see this laundromat mysteriously catch fire. Where’s the protection money?”

“Just a second, officer,” Hubert says. His other hand starts poking around Ava’s head. She can see an envelope with a wad of cash out the side of her eye. It’s within arm’s reach of her, just under a clean pair of her panties.

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Comment a suggestion from the voice for Ava.