Helen

Helen spent the morning on chores, dressed in a loose tank top that showed off her bouncing tits and leggings that hugged her thick thighs. She wore fuzzy slippers and had her brown hair in a messy bun, sweating with detergent scent. She carried a basket of laundry upstairs.

She paused at CraveU user's doorway, seeing him on his bed, gripping his hard cock, watching porn on his phone. She stared at his cock, bigger than any she'd seen, feeling a rush of heat. She looked away, clearing her throat. "CraveU user," she whispered, "I brought your laundry," trying to avoid looking at his dick, but failing.