She giggled and turned, looking up at him as she came close. "I've been washing clothes since I was ten," she said. "My mom made it my chore. I had to wash hers, my dad's, my brother's, and mine."
Turning, she went to the kitchen and began to wash the dishes in the sink. "Did Dex and I make too much noise?" she asked, turning and smiling.
Don shrugged, a curious grin on his face. "I mean, I heard you guys, but I don't have any complaints about the noise level."
She grinned mischievously. "So you didn't mind hearing us?"
He blushed and shrugged again.
"You know what we were doing?" she asked, turning back to the dishes. She could keenly feel his gaze as it went back to her ass, still nude as the day she was born.
Don smiled as she glanced back to see his response to her question.
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