Rose Carter Gives Porn Dude Her Saturday Special

People don’t always consider the backstage magic that happens on a porn set, but somebody’s got to clean up all those juices after a good shoot. Truth be told, Porn Dude Manor was getting a little sticky, which is why Rose Carter’s TV ad caught my eye. The sexy window washer was offering a weekend special with a satisfaction guarantee, and I can’t resist a bargain… or a babe. “I brought all my supplies,” she said before pulling them out of her, uh, purse. I offered a helping hand so she could reach a high spot and ended up getting soaked. “It wasn’t window cleaner, I promise,” Rose said, adjusting her dress. “This wouldn’t have happened if I had my extension pole. You said you have one?”

 

I sure did. It wasn’t the tool the cleaning technician was used to, but she knew exactly what to do with it. “I clean windows, but I also clean cocks!” Rose licked me up and down, getting every spot, and then stuffed the whole thing in her pretty face. “I’m doing my deep cleaning now!” We went inside, where she upgraded the service to a power wash. “I take cleaning very seriously!”

 

As much as I loved Rose’s dress, it wasn’t exactly appropriate attire for a cleaning gig. Off it came, and then I came in from behind. “I need to make sure you’re a satisfied customer!” She touched the floor in downward dog, moaning about how deep my pole was. “Gotta get every inch!”

 

We made our way to the couch, which creaked in rhythm to Rose’s squeaks. “God, it feels so good!” She turned around to ride me backwards, perfect little tits jiggling. “Oh my gosh, you’re gonna make me cum!”

 

I stood her up and bent her over again. Rose played with her sensitive nipples while I stretched her out. “Thank you, Porn Dude! Thank you!”

 

Rose got on her knees and I boned her from behind. I drilled her deep and left handprints on her ass while she clutched an official Porn Dude pillow, available for under forty bucks in the PornDudeShop. “Just go to town on my pussy!” Don’t mind if I do!

 

“Oh my god! That feels really good,” she moaned as I petted her kitty. “I’m getting close,” she whimpered, her pussy getting wetter and wetter. “Fuck, I’m cumming!”

 

I climbed onto the cushions and speared her from above, Rose’s stunning body draped over the back of the couch. She rubbed her clit while I plowed her, and earned herself some more big O’s. “Oooh, I’m cumming!”

 

Then she got on her back for more. Folded in half, she had her loudest orgasm yet, and she wasn’t done. “I’m gonna cum for you again!”

 

So was I. “I’m ready,” Rose moaned. “I’ll get on my knees and you can cum all over my pretty face!” I did my best to put it where she wanted, but I ended up getting some on the windows. Oops. “Don’t worry, Mr. Porn Dude! I can handle this mess!” Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go leave a 5-star Yelp review.