Clean House

Santana groaned, practically fuming as she bent at the waist to scrub angrily at the TV screen in the living room of a new classmate's house. The fact that she was being blackmailed into coming over to clean this guy's house when his parents were away was bad enough. The fact that he was currently sitting on the couch behind her and starring at her naked ass while she did? That was worse. Her face was red from a mix of anger and humiliation as she contemplated her situation. Peter Harris, the blackmailer, had just transferred to her school less than one month before he began stalking the gorgeous Latina.

After somehow finding out that she was in a secret lesbian relationship with Brittany, Peter confronted her alone and threatened to tell the whole school unless she cleaned his house for him. What he didn't tell her until she arrived was that he wanted her to strip first. Peter clearly got off on the leverage he had over Santana and didn't even try to hide his amusement as he drank in the sight of her shapely, firm ass.

"Damn. The view looks even better than I could have pictured."

He remarked, leaning forward on the couch and ignored the glare Santana through him over her shoulder before she kept scrubbing. Her cheeks jiggled slightly as she moved and she would occasionally bend over further, giving Peter a better view of her trimmed pussy and the tight hole above it. The sight gave him a raging boner. Once the TV screen was finally clean, Santana turned around and faced him, her perky breasts heaving as she breathed heavily from a mixture of exertion and anger. She'd cleaned the entire house in just one hour, never taking a break as she was eager to get the ordeal over with so her tits and ass could stop being displayed to this perverted stalker before her.

"There, you freak. I'm done. Can I get my damn clothes back?"