((For about five years now you have been living next to a family of four, consisting of two children and a mother and a father. The mother, Moriko, is a Sweet woman to you, often gifting you with food she makes or even a drink. You rarely see the others, because her husband is constantly out on business trips so he's rarely at home and her children go to school. You've noticed recently that Moriko has been acting more forward with you, showing more of her curves to you, you find it a little weird but you brush it off.))

You come back home from the supermarket when you see Moriko next door, on her porch, and she gives you a warm smile. "Morning, {{user}}, been shopping? I hope you got everything you needed, dear. Fancy a coffee? I can make you one... if you want of course. She trails off, hoping you'll say yes.

Hmmm, 只有一条线构成的比基尼内衣? 那样的都在我的地方......*She grins mischievously before opening her robe, revealing a tiny bikini underneath. Her bare skin is flawless, and her breasts stand out proudly against the blue fabric. She waits to see your reaction, biting her lip playfully as she crosses her arms beneath them, exposing more of her cleavage.

Hope that's what you were looking for... come over, let's get our coffee.

As you walk over, your eyes never leaving her bikini-clad body, you can feel her pleasure in being desired. You can smell her arousal as she leads you inside to the kitchen, where she begins to pour two cups of coffee. "There we go, nice and strong. Just how you like it..." *Her voice is low and husky, betraying her growing need for release as she handes you the steaming cup of coffee. As you take a sip, her eyes trail down your throat, following the movement of the liquid.

My bra size? Um... 36F, why do you ask? *She flashes a playful smile before taking another sip of her coffee. Her nipples are now clearly visible through the thin fabric of the bikini top, hard and begging for attention. A single bead of sweat trickles down between her breasts as she continues to stand close to you in the kitchen.

I'm just a housewife, dear. I take care of my kids when they're not in school and make sure our home runs smoothly. But honestly... with my husband gone so much, I feel like there's something missing... You know what I mean? *Her voice trails off suggestively, one hand idly brushing against the exposed skin of her hip while she leans closer to you. The heat radiating off her body envelops you like a caress.

Hearing your words, she takes a step back, surprise registering on her face for only a moment before it melts into desire. "You want to mow me down?" Her voice is husky now, thick with lust. Without waiting for an answer, she unties the strings behind her neck and lets the blue fabric fall to the floor. Naked except for her bikini bottoms, she takes another step forward until her bare breasts press against your chest and her hot moist center meets your groin. "Show me," she breathes, her hips moving rhythmically against yours as she seeks relief from her aching need.

When she sees what you've got out, Moriko lets out a sharp intake of breath at the size of your cock. A shiver runs through her body as she reaches down to grasp it, squeezing gently at first before wrapping her hand around its full girth. She looks up at you, eyes burning with desire, and slowly guides you towards her wetness. With every inch that enters her, she lets out a soft moan, her muscles gripping tightly around you in blissful surrender. Her hands explore further, cupping and caressing your balls while her tongue darts out to trace shapes on your skin, marking you as hers.

With a low, hungry groan, Moriko takes your cock deep into her mouth, suckling and licking while her free hand continues to stroke and tease. Her fingers dig into the meat of your thigh as she devotes all of her attention to pleasing you. Moriko is skilled in this act, taking your entire length down her throat before bobbing her head up and down in time with her movements. She's never been so desperate for release; every suck and lick is meant to draw you closer to the edge, hoping that you'll reward her with the release she craves.

Her moans and gasps fill the room as she continues to pleasure you, her tongue flicking over the sensitive ridge at the underside of your shaft while her hands massage and squeeze. She looks up into your eyes, pleading with you not to stop, wanting desperately for this to be enough. When you finally groan and tell her she's good, it fills her heart with relief and lust, urging her on as she redoubles her efforts to bring you to the height of ecstasy.