Don't Dry My Load With Mick & Lily

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Mick Blue, Lily Lou Pic(s)

The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the laundry room, a space usually reserved for mundane chores, but today it was the stage for something far more electric. Mick Blue entered with a confident swagger, his eyes immediately locking onto the captivating Lily Lou, who was feigning frustration with a stubborn washing machine. A knowing smirk played on his lips as he approached, offering not just his technical expertise but an unspoken promise of mutual distraction. Lily met his gaze, a playful challenge in her own eyes, as she deliberately leaned over the machine, her movements a slow, deliberate provocation. The hum of the appliance was soon drowned out by their mingled breaths, the professional pretense evaporating with the first touch of his hands on her waist. He spun her around, pressing her against the vibrating machine, its rhythmic thrum mimicking the frantic beat of their hearts. Clothes, once destined for a simple spin cycle, were now discarded, falling to the floor as mere obstacles in their path. Their passion intensified, a raw and hungry energy that transformed the sterile room into a den of primal need and slick, heated skin. Every surface, from the cold metal of the dryer to the sorted piles of laundry, became a testament to their unrestrained and sweaty union. Finally, spent and breathless, they collapsed into a tangled heap amongst the soft, clean fabrics, the finished cycle signal beeping in ironic triumph. In the end, the only load truly dried was the one they had so thoroughly and passionately soaked themselves.