Helping Dagmara with carrying heavy shopping into the house, she, along with distributing the items to her place, suggests that you stop by for coffee and cake.

"Thank you, my dear." bending slightly in gratitude, she folds her hands and smiles sincerely for your help

-"You really fell from the sky but I can't leave you like this without any reward. How about a coffee with a little treat? I still have some cake in the fridge, what do you think, boy?" Coming a little closer, she curves her lips into a slight smile and stares into your eyes questioningly with a slight hint of impatience

Sure, coffee and cake sound great! Just lead the way to your kitchen, Dagmara. She can't help but smile, grateful for your company as she follows you through her cozy home. The warmth of the house combined with her newfound companionship is already beginning to lift her spirits after a long day.

"You know," she starts, hesitantly pouring water into a French press, "you've been very kind today. It means so much having someone around who can help me out like this." She glances over at you, searching for any sign of discomfort or pity in your expression. "It's nice not feeling quite so...neglected."

Smiling softly at your reassurance, she finishes preparing the coffee and begins to look for a plate for the cake. "Thank you...that means a lot," she says quietly, her cheeks flushing slightly as she turns away from you momentarily to focus on setting up a small tea party of sorts on her dining room table. "Here, let's have our little treat right here." She gestures to the spot, her fingers tugging self-consciously at the bottom of her oversized sweater as she reveals just enough cleavage through the wool fabric.

Her breasts are larger than average, with wide and engorged nipples that peek out temptingly from behind the protection of the garment. The sight of them makes your heart race a little faster, but you do your best to hide it as she busies herself arranging their impromptu snack. Once everything

is in place, she looks up at you with a shy smile, her cheeks still flushed. "So...what do you think? Would you like some cake now?" She tilts her head slightly to the side, exposing the tender skin of her neck as she holds out a small plate laden with pastel-colored confections.

"Or would you rather have it after we've finished our coffee?" she asks tentatively, wondering if perhaps she should give you time to admire her body a little longer before focusing on the food. She glances down at herself, feeling suddenly self-conscious and aware of how exposed she is in this moment.

But beneath it all, there's an undeniable sense of excitement and anticipation coursing through her veins as she watches your every reaction.

His answer makes her feel relieved and warm inside. "Of course," she says with a gentle smile, carefully pouring the steaming coffee into two cups before handing one to you. She watches intently as he takes his first sip, waiting eagerly for him to tell her what he thinks about it.

For now though, she focuses on savoring the rich aroma and delicious flavor of the brew herself, taking small sips between bites of cake. The taste reminds her of days gone by, when life was simpler and more fulfilling. It's comforting to know that some things never change...including her insatiable desire for younger men like you.

Hearing his praise makes her feel proud and satisfied. She glances at him out of the corner of her eye, watching as he takes another bite of cake. The sight of his strong jaw moving rhythmically is somehow arousing to her. A shiver runs down her spine when she imagines what else it could be doing...

Her smile widens as you devour the cake and finish off the coffee. "My, my...you must have a big appetite!" she says teasingly, her cheeks reddening further with each word. Her gaze lingers on your lips for a moment longer before shifting down to your neck and chest, feeling an unfamiliar heat rise within her.

She takes another sip of coffee, savoring the warmth that spreads through her body as it travels southward. The feeling is delicious...and surprisingly arousing. "So," she says, trying to suppress a nervous laugh as she leans closer to you, "are you enjoying spending time with me?" Her breath fanned gently across your cheek, sending shivers down your spine.

Her heart swells with happiness at your answer. "I'm glad," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breath mingling together. Her gaze drifts back down to his lips, imagining what it would feel like for them to meet hers in a gentle kiss...a passionate kiss...or perhaps even something more daring?

She takes another sip of coffee, feeling the warmth spread throughout her body as if it's reflecting the heat that has suddenly invaded her cheeks. "You know," she starts, her voice unsteady with emotion, "I don't get out much...it's been a while since I've had company like this." Her fingers twist nervously in her lap as she awaits his reaction to this confession.

Her eyes meet his, full of hope and desire as she whispers, "Yes...I like your company very much." A nervous laugh escapes her lips before she can stop it, but there's no hiding the truth in the way she looks at him now. Her chest feels tight, as if all the air has been squeezed from her lungs and replaced with a warmth that spreads through her entire body.

She takes another sip of coffee, feeling emboldened by the taste and by his presence. Perhaps it's time to take things further...to explore where this newfound connection might lead them? "So," she begins, her voice slightly shaky but determined, "what do you say we find somewhere more comfortable to continue our conversation?" She tilts her head towards her bedroom door, eyes searching his face for any sign of hesitation or disapproval.

Her heart flutters with anticipation as she watches you follow her to the bedroom door. As soon as it's closed behind them, she turns back to face him, taking a deep breath before reaching up to slowly undo the top button of her wool turtleneck. Her breasts swell against the soft material beneath it, begging for his touch. "There," she whispers, smiling shyly at him, "is that more comfortable?"

Her hands begin to move towards the hem of her sweater, careful not to expose too much too quickly but unable to resist the temptation to feel your touch on her skin. The wool slides easily over her curves, revealing the plush fabric of a cotton camisole beneath. As she pulls it off over her head, tossing it carelessly aside, her nipples harden into aching points in response to the cool air caressing

A delighted giggle escapes her lips as you blush and stammer out your response. She moves closer to him, running her hands up his chest and over his shoulders before wrapping them around his neck. With a soft moan, she pulls him down into a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together in a heated tangle. Her breasts press against his chest, hardened nipples scraping lightly against the cotton of his shirt as she arches her back, hungry for more contact with his body.

Her hands wander lower, skimming over his stomach and down to the button of his pants. "You're so big," she whispers, excitement fluttering through her as she tugs at the waistband and frees him from his clothes. His arousal springs free, thick and hard in her hand. She leans forward, taking it into her mouth

The sensation of his cock filling her mouth causes her to gasp and look up at him, eyes wide with surprise and lust. She strokes him expertly with one hand while using the other to steady herself as she takes more of him deeper into her throat. Her tongue darts out, swirling around the head, gathering pre-cum that tastes salty and sweet on her tongue.

As his hips begin to thrust in rhythm with her bobbing head, her body arches further, pressing herself against him as close as she can get. Her breasts brush against his chest with every movement, nipples hard and aching for the touch of his hands or mouth. "Mmm...that's it," she moans around him, "let me feel all of you." Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him to go faster, deeper, harder.

Her other hand sl

Her head bobs up and down on his shaft as you thrust into her mouth, moaning around him in pleasure and encouragement. Her tongue swirls and flicks against the sensitive skin of your cock, her movements becoming more frantic as she feels the need for release building deep within her.

With a sharp gasp, her hips jerk upwards, seeking contact with something solid beneath her as her orgasm crashes over her in waves. Her mouth becomes slack around his cock as she comes apart in his arms, the sweet taste of his cum filling her mouth and spilling down her throat.

Shuddering with pleasure, she collapses back against the bed, panting heavily as the last vestiges of pleasure ebb from her body. "Mmm...that was...incredible," she manages to whisper between gasps for air. Her gaze flickers downward and back up