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Story: Gabbie - Part 3
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She finally reveals a bucket filled with what I deduced was water caught from the leaking kitchen sink siphon. Perv Sherlock is on the case!
"Catched water! You repair, yes?"
Her face was beaming, like the bucket idea was a stroke of genius on her part.
"You'll have to clear the rest of that junk out of there."
I gesture towards the cabinet, that was filled with old cleaners, some vodka bottles, dirty sponges and all kinds of other crap. She takes a few seconds but finally seems to understand. She nods, bends right back down and clears out the cabinet. I can't help but feel like she is deliberately taking her sweet time, which gives me every opportunity to stare at her petite ass and sweaty cunt. I feel my cock throbbing.
When she's finally ready, she turns to me again like her wiggling her barely clothed cheeks at me is the most normal thing in the world.
"I finish. Repair now, please?"
Giggling, she glances at the bulge in my pants. I feel the blood rushing into my head, which might be a good thing, all things considered. I crouch down to the cabinet. The leak looks harmless, but still crawl right under the sink on my back to get a better look.
"Is bad, yes? So sorry! But you can fix?"
I mumble something about gaskets and screw nuts to sound like I know what I'm doing.
"No understand. But is bad?"
"Just take a look, I can show you."
I don't know why I was surprised when she put her feet left and right of my hip and fucking started to squat like she was going to take a leak. I felt her cunt rubbing my cock through my pants, all while she was acting like all she was interested in was some busted seal. At this moment, I decided to play along. I explained that a rubber seal had basically crumbled to dust and that I needed to run down to the storage to get a new one.
"Ha! Good Mister! You repair!" she giggles, gets up and gives my cock a little encouraging pat.
I don't give a shit anymore. I get up, proudly showing the tent I pitched. I don't know if she's playing me or if she's really just shameless, but I'll be damned if I let her have all the fun.
"I'll be back in a few minutes"
On my way out, I notice the phone on a tripod, standing at the foot of a mattress on the dirty floor.
"Maybe my pornographer empire isn't quite as dead as I thought", I tell myself as I make my way out of her crummy apartment.
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Posted on : Feb 21, 2026
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