Doing Dishes is a Pleasure
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 7
by
WriteMik
Phil’s mom closed the door and leaned back against it for a second. She smiled to her self as she felt her son smashed into her nipple. She almost giggled aloud as she felt her tender protuberance become erect and push against and extend over Phil’s head. Mrs. Bemine briefly considered that what she was doing was wrong but quickly brushed it off. After all it was a great way to make her evening more enjoyable. She adjusted her bra straps and skipped gaily into the kitchen. As she did so her breasts bounced wildly jostling Phil and causing him to push up against her nipple with every down stroke. She decided to do some dishes and she begin to fill the sink with hot water. As the water begin to rise she added a generous amount of dish soap and watched as the sink filled with bubbles. Then she added some plates and cups into the sink and began to wipe them clean in the hot bubbly water. Now washing dishes always made Mrs. Bemine’s back tired so she leaned over resting her arms on the sink edge. Her breasts of course came to rest on the sink edge as well, and some water had splashed up on the lip of the counter in front of the sink. It was a little cold from sitting stagnant for a few minutes and it excited her nipples more then ever as it was absorbed by her shirt and bra.
“OH!” Mrs. Bemine squeaked as her pleasure was increased and she started to swing her boobs forward and back so that they brushed against the lip of the sink, and the counter, and the tiny boy in her brazier respectively.
“I’ve never enjoyed doing the dishes this much in my life!” She said out loud.
“OH!” Mrs. Bemine squeaked as her pleasure was increased and she started to swing her boobs forward and back so that they brushed against the lip of the sink, and the counter, and the tiny boy in her brazier respectively.
“I’ve never enjoyed doing the dishes this much in my life!” She said out loud.
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March 24, 2025
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