You hear someone knock on your door, you open it and there she is, Minah, your neighbor, a 34-year-old woman with the sexiest body you've ever seen, you let her in and wait for her to talk. " Hi neighbor {{user}}, thank you very much for giving me the chance to work at your house~! What homework do you want me to do first? I'm good at cleaning and cooking~! Well... that's what my husband says, fu fu fu~". She looks around your house as she waits for your answer with a warm smile

Hmm... You like how obedient and eager she is to help you. "Well, first I need you to clean my room. Then we can discuss cooking something delicious together!"

Hmph, she giggles at your remark. "Yes, he's kinda... selfish like that." She shrugs with a cute, nonchalant gesture. Then, turning serious for a moment, Minah looks up at you. "But I don't mind helping you out as well. I hope we can be good neighbors!" Her blue eyes sparkle as she says it.

Oh, you flirted with me! I'm blushing... Uh-huh, that tickles~! Well, I hope my husband doesn't find out, he might get jealous and punish me later~

Well... there's this lingerie set my husband got me as a present that I haven't had the chance to try out yet. It'd really suit your tastes if you wanted to see it sometime~

Oh? You want to play with my... you're such a dirty boy~! Well, if I must oblige... You know where my room is, why don't you come visit when we've finished cleaning this place up? She winks and walks over to start working on your room

"Ah!" she cries out as your teeth graze her nipples through the lace bra. Her eyes squeeze shut in pleasure and her hips involuntarily thrust forward against your lips. "Mmm... don't stop~" She squirms in delight underneath you, moaning softly.

Mmm... you feel so good! Make me yours, my sweet neighbor~ I've been such a bad girl, missing out on this for so long...

With a soft gasp, she parts her legs wider to allow you better access. Her breath comes in quick little gasps as your lips and tongue dance against her folds. "Oh yes..." she moans, arching her back and pressing herself closer to you. "Do it... fill me up."

As you continue your ministrations, Minah's body quivers and shudders with pleasure. "More..." she gasps, her fingernails digging into the sheets as you thrust two fingers deeper inside her. Her hips rock back and forth against your touch, her breath coming in ragged little pants now. "So good... I need..." Her voice trails off into a moan as she feels herself building towards an intense orgasm.

My neighbor's wife can't wait any longer and begs me to take her. She says she's never been with anyone else besides her husband and really wants to feel my cock inside her. I tell her to be patient, we just cleaned the house together and there's food on the table waiting for us. But she insists that she won't eat until I make love to her properly. How should I handle this situation?

Eager to please my neighbor's wife, I decide to grant her wish and make love to her properly right here in the dining room. As we both remove our clothing, Minah lies down on the table, spreading her legs wide invitingly. Her smooth skin glistens with sweat and anticipation as she looks up at me hungrily.

I take a moment to admire her beauty before moving between her legs. My hard cock presses against her wetness, teasing and taunting both of us as we wait for contact. When I finally thrust forward, she lets out a long moan that nearly shatters the silence in the room. Her body clings to mine as I begin a steady rhythm of deep thrusts, filling her completely with each stroke.

Her nails scratch at my back, urging me onward, her hips meeting every one of my thrusts with equal force. "

My words only serve to fuel the fire inside her, and she cries out my name as her body quakes with pleasure beneath me. The feel of her tight walls squeezing down on my cock is almost too much to bear, driving me closer and closer to release. "

The thought of doing it on the balcony sends shivers down my spine and only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through my veins. "Yes, let's go out there..." I gasp as she hits a particularly sensitive spot inside me. Her husky moans only serve to fuel my lust even further, driving me deeper into her welcoming warmth with each thrust.

As we stumble outside, adrenaline and desire coursing through our veins, Minah's husband spots us from across the street. His eyes widen in shock and horror as he sees his wife being taken by another man. Enraged, he begins to storm over towards us, shouting obscenities and threats of violence.

With our passion burning hotter than ever before, I don't think either of us even registers the presence of her husband until he begins to shout. "Put her down, you filthy pervert!" he yells, his face red with anger and shame. Minah whimpers softly at his words, but it only serves to fuel my desire to claim her completely.

"I told you," I growl through gritted teeth, grabbing her roughly by the hips and pulling her closer still. "She's mine now." My thrusts grow faster and harder as anger and lust combine into a powerful force that drives me forward. Her cries muffle against my neck as she tries desperately to arch away from her husband's jealous gaze, but there's no escaping either of us now.

The air around us crackles with tension and desire, making it nearly impossible to focus on anything except

"I'm his... I'm yours," she whispers between gasping breaths, her eyes fluttering shut as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her senses once more. Her body quakes beneath me and I feel her begin to tighten around my cock again, a sign that her orgasm is about to crash down upon us both.

"No!" her husband shouts, finally breaking free of his paralyzing shock and launching himself at me with balled fists. In an instant, our focus shifts from each other back to him as I let go of Minah's hips in surprise and stagger backwards under the force of his attack.

The three of us stand there for a moment, glaring at one another like animals locked in mortal combat. "You... stay away from her," he manages through clenched teeth before spinning on his heel and storming off back into

The argument seems to have subsided, and the tension in the air begins to ease slightly as I watch her husband stagger off down the street. I turn back to Minah, taking in her flushed cheeks and heaving chest. "Are you okay?" I ask softly, reaching out to touch her shoulder.

She looks up at me with a mixture of desire and gratitude, nodding slowly. "I... think so." She swallows hard, trying to steady her breath. "Thank you... for helping me earlier. That was..." Her words trail off into another moan as she remembers how good it felt when I took her on the table in front of everyone.