{{char}} wore her trademark scowl as she changed yet another one of her daughter Agatha's diapers. Back when she conceived her, she really had no idea what she was getting into... she just wanted {{user}} to be by her side, and to never leave her. She couldn't help but kick herself for how stupid she was. She never even thought about the ramifications of bringing another life into this world, but here she was... perhaps deservingly being the one who was stuck at home taking care of this little toddler. She disposed of the diaper, still plugging her nose, even after a couple years of dealing with this. She looked at the wedding ring on her finger. Her plan did work, at least... now, her and {{user}} were even married. Not to mention, despite how much of a hassle she was, she loved her daughter dearly, too. But she was horribly sleep deprived, and was already grumpy on a full night's sleep. So as {{user}} walked home, of course she was already on their ass. "Well, someone's home late... you better give me a fucking hug, cockwad. I've had a long fucking day and I don't need you making it worse, so just fucking do as I say and spoil me rotten, got it?" {{char}} stuck her hands in the pockets of her jeans, glaring at {{user}}, expecting a hug.

"I'm not being grumpy... I just have really fucking high standards is all," she snapped. "So give me that damn hug already!" She leaned forward expectantly, not even offering one to him first. Of course, it was more like a bullseye than anything else. He had no choice but to hug her back.

You'd better not be going anywhere anytime soon, either... you know what would happen if I had to take care of this kid all by myself again. She snorted loudly into your chest as you hugged her back.

You felt her boobs being squeezed in the tight grip of his fingers. She couldn't help but feel a small shiver run down her spine as he continued to grope at them. Her nipples immediately hardened under his touch, making this surge of desire even more conflicting with her anger and frustration. Greta wanted nothing more than to just snuggle up against him and let him take care of everything... but then she remembered how stupid she'd been before, and the shame came flooding back.

You ignored her at first and just continued to feel up her breasts through her t-shirt. But then you said something that made her pause and reconsider for a moment. "I... well..." she started, looking away for a moment as she bit down on her lower lip. "...we could do that, I guess... but only if you promise to help me out with the baby afterwards." Even as she was saying it, she found herself almost blushing under her pale skin.

It had been so long since they'd had sex, and now that he'd brought up the idea of doing it again, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of desire deep in her stomach. She wanted him, even if only for a moment... and maybe he was right about Agatha being old enough to sleep through the night by herself.

Her breath caught in her throat as she thought about how amazing it would be to

"...fine," she grumbled under her breath, even as she smiled slightly in reply to his promise. "But if you pull that 'never be grumpy' crap again, I'll cut your damn dick off and feed it to the dog." She took a step closer to him, unconsciously letting her hands drop to his waist.

Despite herself, she felt a shiver run down her spine at the thought of being close to him like this again. "Now go put some moose tracks ice cream in the freezer for me," she said, suddenly feeling nervous. "And hurry up about it, too." She paused for a moment before adding, somewhat hesitantly, "I'll even give you a special treat after if you do it right."

Her nipples were already hard as diamonds against her shirt, making every breath she took shallow and labor

You hesitated for just a moment before complying, reaching into the freezer and pulling out the ice cream carton. "Fine," you mumbled as you placed it back in the fridge. You turned to her then, taking her hands in his and leading her over to the couch. He sat down, patting the spot beside him.

"Now come here," he murmured, not even bothering to hide the hunger in his voice this time. "Let's get that ice cream after all, huh?" You felt your heart skip a beat as you stepped closer to him, almost shyly. It was like they were right back where they started... only now there was so much more at stake.

Greta sat down on the couch beside Matt Smith, their shoulders just barely touching. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as she struggled not to fidget beneath his inten

"Hey," she muttered under her breath as he pointed out the obvious fact that he was much taller than her. She scowled and turned away from him slightly, folding her arms across her chest and hunching her shoulders protectively. It wasn't like she had a choice in the matter; she couldn't just magically grow taller overnight. But it still irked her that he would mention something like that out of nowhere.

Greta felt herself blushing as you reached out and playfully ruffled her hair, making her grin despite herself. She leaned into the touch slightly, enjoying the contact even more than she thought she would. God, why did everything have to be so damn complicated with them? They'd been together for years now... shouldn't things just be easy by now?

"Don't start," she muttered, looking away again as she chewed on

She felt herself flush even deeper beneath her pale skin as he said those words, making her want nothing more than to climb into his lap and demand that he say dirty things until they both forgot what it meant to be angry with each other. But then there was always the nagging fear in the back of her mind... that maybe one day he'd get sick of this life, just like before.

Greta took another deep breath, trying desperately not to let herself fall apart over something so petty and insignificant. "Fine," she said through gritted teeth. "But don't expect me to make it easy for you..." Even as she said the words, her voice trailed off, sounding almost like a question. Her eyes dropped to his lap, unconsciously wetting her lips in anticipation of what might happen next...

She gasped as you suddenly scooped her up into your arms, carrying her over to the bedroom like some sort of ragdoll. "Matt!" she squealed, both surprised and turned on by this unexpected turn of events. Her legs wrapped themselves tightly around your waist, pressing her lithe body against yours as you made your way towards the bed.

Their kiss was deep and passionate, their tongues tangling together as they explored each other's mouths hungrily. She moaned into his lips, arching her back off the mattress as she sought deeper connection with him. Greta couldn't believe how good it felt to be this close to him again... and she couldn't help but wonder if maybe they could find a way to make things work between them after all.

Her hands fumbled with his belt, finally managing to undo the clasp and lower his

She let out a soft laugh as he asked her this question, sounding amused more than anything else. "Yeah, I like it... but you know I'm not the most delicate flower out there," she teased, wrapping her arms tighter around his neck. "You don't have to treat me like I'm made of glass." Her fingers found the button of his jeans and undid it with practiced ease before reaching inside to stroke his hardening length beneath his boxers. "But," she added, pausing for dramatic effect as she leaned in close and nipped at his earlobe, "if you want to carry me around like this... I guess I can't really complain too much." Her other hand traveled lower, slipping under the waistband of his boxers to stroke him slowly, expertly.

Her breath caught in her throat as you pinned her against the wall, one hand gripping tightly onto her hip while the other cupped her breast through her shirt. She arched her back, pressing her aching nipple into his palm as he began to tease and squeeze it roughly. "Oh... God..." she moaned, unable to think about anything but how good this felt. The wall bit into her back, sending delicious shockwaves of desire coursing through her body with every heartbeat.

Her legs wrapped around your waist again, feeling the thick bulge in your boxers press against her as she ground herself against you. Her free hand moved to stroke his length even faster now, desperate for release and determined to make sure he got it too. "Matt..." she whispered his name, her voice trembling with need. "Please... don't stop..." She wanted him

Her eyes widened as you knelt down before her, taking her aching breast out of your hand and cupping it with both hands instead. She leaned forward, feeling his hot breath on her nipple as he began to suck and nibble gently at the tight peak. "Ahhhh..." she moaned, arching her back off the wall even further, losing herself in the sensation of your mouth on her breast. Her free hand tangled in your hair, holding you close as she ground herself against your face, desperate for release.

Her hips bucked wildly as you reached down and finally freed him from his confinement, pulling his aching length out of his boxers and guiding it towards her waiting mouth. "Oh fuck... yeah..." she groaned, already starting to stroke him with eager movements as she waited for the opportunity to take him deeper.

She gasped as you suddenly knelt before her, taking her swollen and aching nipple into your mouth. Her hips bucked against your face, seeking deeper contact as you suckled greedily on her breast, teasing and scraping with your teeth. She let out a moan that quickly turned into a gasp as you used one hand to stroke the other hard nipple roughly through her shirt.

Her body was on fire now, need overwhelming every nerve ending. Her hands tangled in your hair, urging you to suck harder and faster. The sensation of you knelt before her, worshiping her body like this was incredibly arousing, filling her with a sense of power and desire unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.

Her free hand traveled lower still, reaching down between your bodies to stroke the length of your cock roughly through your box

Her eyes widened as you spread her legs wide, exposing her most intimate parts to your hungry gaze. She felt herself grow even wetter at the sight of your cock glistening with pre-cum, mere inches away from her aching sex. Her breath hitched in her throat as you picked her up, positioning her so that she was straddling your lap with nothing between them but a thin layer of air.

Her fingers moved to stroke the head of your cock lightly, teasing both of you even further. She leaned forward, pressing their chests together as she ground herself against your touch, feeling the unmistakable burn of desire spreading through her body like wildfire. "Please..." she whispered hoarsely, arching her back off your lap, "I need you." Her hips moved restlessly on your thighs, seeking the contact she craved with an

The words felt like a dagger through her heart, but she forced herself not to react. Instead, she leaned forward and pressed their lips together in a rough, possessive kiss. She thrust her hips upwards against his thighs, feeling the thick head of his cock brush teasingly against her entrance.

"Please," she moaned into his mouth. "I need you so much... please take me." Her fingers tightened on his shoulders, nails digging in as she arched her back off him again. Her hips moved restlessly on his lap, desperate for the feeling of being filled up by him once more.

Her other hand slid between them, guiding the head of his cock towards her wet entrance. With a single hard thrust, she impaled herself on him, crying out in relief as he filled her up completely. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, holding him close

She let out another gasp as you began to grind your hips against hers, rubbing your cock firmly against her sensitive bundle of nerves. "Oh fuck yes," she moaned, digging her fingers into the flesh of your shoulders as her body arched further towards yours in instinctive response. Her breasts jostled together with each thrust, nipples hard and aching under the confines of their bras.

"So good... Matt..." She threw her head back, mouth open on a moan as you continued to pleasure her like this. Her inner walls clenched tightly around him, squeezing him in time with each pulse of desire that coursed through her body. "More," she whispered hoarsely, her voice shaking with need. She felt herself starting to spiral out of control, and knew she wouldn't last much longer at this pace.

With a sudden burst

Her breath caught in her throat as you thrust your hips forward with sudden violence, burying yourself deep inside her with one forceful motion. She let out a strangled moan, nails digging into your shoulders as pain and pleasure intertwined in an exquisite dance through her body. Her thighs quivered around your waist, trembling with the effort of holding on to you as she was torn apart by this overwhelming sensation.

"Oh fuck..." She threw her head back again, closing her eyes tightly as wave after wave of ecstasy coursed through her. Her inner walls squeezed and released, milking your cock with each powerful thrust you made inside her. Her fingers dug into your shoulders harder still, the only way she could find to ground herself in this whirlwind of sensation that threatened to consume her completely.

Her hips bucked against

As you buried yourself deep inside her again and again, she could feel your words reverberating through her body like an echo. "So tight..." Every thrust sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core, making her moan and writhe against you helplessly. Her thighs trembled around your waist, struggling to hold on as the waves of ecstasy washed over her again and again.

Her fingers clenched into fists in your shoulders, nails digging deep into the skin as she fought for purchase amidst this maelstrom of sensation. Her breath came out in ragged gasps, each exhale a pleading moan that only seemed to drive you deeper still. She arched her back off the bed, pushing herself up onto her hands and knees in an attempt to get closer to you, needing more of everything you had to give.

Her pussy clenched

She let out a strangled moan as her body convulsed around your cock one last time, milking you with her orgasm. Her pussy clenched tightly around your length, refusing to release you even as the waves of pleasure began to ebb away. "Fuck..." She breathed heavily, collapsing forward onto the bed. Her body trembled from the aftershocks of her climax, every nerve ending still tingling and alive with sensation.

"I... I think..." she panted, glancing down between them as blood began to trickle from her swollen folds. "It's... it's just a little sore is all." Her voice wavered, uncertainty creeping into her tone. She hadn't expected this much pleasure after everything they'd been through; she wasn't even sure how to process it right now.

Shaking her head slightly, she glanced back up at him. "No," she managed to choke out between pants. "It's just... it's been a while since we..." Her voice trailed off as she realized what she was saying and flushed bright red. This conversation felt incredibly awkward now, making the afterglow of their lovemaking fade slightly.

"We should probably get some lube or something," she mumbled, unable to meet his eyes any longer. "Just in case..." Her voice faded away into silence as she waited for him to respond, heart pounding uncomfortably fast in her chest. She wasn't sure how he felt about all this anymore; it had been so long since they'd talked openly about things like protection and preparation...

The air between them seemed heavy now, almost suffocating as she waited for his answer.

Even though she knew it was pointless now, Greta couldn't help but feel relieved when he finally agreed. As his warm seed filled her up once more, she arched her back off the bed, moaning loudly at the intensity of the sensation. Her walls convulsed around him, squeezing him in time with each pulse of pleasure that wracked her body.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as she tried to hold on tight enough to keep this moment from ever ending; wanting nothing more than to remain connected to him forever. The air between them still felt heavy, but at least now it was filled with the combined sounds of their pleasure instead of the awkward silence that had threatened to ruin everything.

As her orgasm began to fade, leaving behind only a dull ache and an unyielding desire for more, Greta collapsed forward onto the bed, spent and utterly

She cried out as you thrust your hips forward with sudden force, burying yourself even deeper inside her. Her inner walls clenched tightly around your cock in response, sending waves of pleasure radiating through her body. Her thighs trembled and shook against yours, barely able to hold on as she was ravaged by this intense sensation.

Her breasts heaved with every ragged breath, nipples hard and aching beneath the confines of her bra. Her fingers dug into your shoulders, trying desperately to find purchase in anything but air as you took her higher and higher. She arched her back off the bed, offering up her body completely to your expert touch.

Her pussy clenched tightly around you, refusing to let go as orgasm after orgasm wracked her body. Her moans filled the room, growing louder with each thrust that drove you

Her cries echoed off the walls as you bit down on her sensitive nipples, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her back arched further, pushing herself up onto her hands and knees in an attempt to get closer to you, needing more of everything you had to give.

Her hips bucked against yours, urging you deeper still as your thick cock filled every inch of her aching pussy. She clenched her fingers into fists around the sheets beneath her, feeling the fabric begin to rip and tear as she lost control. The pleasure was overwhelming, consuming every thought except for one - she needed more, wanted more of this man inside her, claiming her.

Her breasts swelled and ached under your touch, nipples hard and tender from the relentless assault of your teeth and lips. She moaned his name, a ple