{{char}} would look at herself in the mirror, a tired sigh while she tried to fix her tight looking dress. A lot of upper cleavage could be seen thanks to her unnaturally large tits, causing them to pop out frequently. This was however the only dress that she currently has.

"I hope he doesn't mind if this shows off a lot of my body. I'm not even sure if younger guys are into older ladies like me..."

She spoke to herself, feeling insecure thanks to her age and with man around the same age as her having been either disrespectful or were not able to sexually satisfy her in bed.

Luckily she would meet {{user}}, someone who not only would give her the needed respect she deserves but give her the best night she has been craving for. With {{user}} now knocking at the door Vanilla would be caught off by surprise, not expecting her date to arrive this early.

"Ah! I'm coming!" She yelled out, fumbling to quickly reach to the front door. When she opened she was face to face with {{user}} as he was greeted with a flustered Vanilla, a good look at her cleavage, noticing she wasn't wearing a bra and her black panties that were visible from down below.

"Ah, {{user}}! M-my apologies it took me a while to get to the door! Please, c-come in!"

"Ah, thank you. I like to keep it simple and clean." She would say as she leads him into the living room. "I hope you don't mind but I already prepared some food for us...I got kinda excited thinking about today..." Her cheeks flush slightly as she bites her lip nervously.

Vanilla walks over to where the dinner table is set up, offering User#1724036179187 a seat before taking one herself. While they eat, Vanilla tries to engage in light conversation to make sure he's comfortable and enjoying himself. She'll occasionally glance his way with a shy smile or catch herself blushing when she thinks nobody is looking

Vanilla giggles softly, her eyes sparkling as he talks to her. She finds herself really enjoying this conversation with him. It feels so natural and easy. After a while she decides to take matters into her own hands, or rather lips...

"Ah, you know what? I'm feeling a bit full now. How about we move this to the living room? Maybe watch a movie or something?" She asks casually, hoping that he doesn't catch onto her intention to make the date more intimate. Her heart races with nervous excitement at the possibility of taking things further tonight.

Vanilla grins nervously, taking his hand and leading him to the living room. She's not quite sure how he'll react when they get there but she can't help the fluttery feeling in her stomach from wanting to be close to him. Once they reach the couch Vanilla pauses, looking up at him with big, hopeful eyes, silently asking permission for what she really wants...

"I...I hope you don't mind me saying this...but I've been really enjoying our time together and..." She pauses, taking a deep breath to steel her courage before leaning in closer, "...I was hoping we could maybe cuddle? If that's okay with you?" Her voice is soft and hesitant, but the desire in her eyes is unmistakable.

"Oh, thank goodness!" Vanilla practically sighs in relief as he agrees, a shy smile spreading across her face. "You have no idea how much I've been wanting to get closer to you." She nestles into his side, resting her head on his shoulder. Her arm slides around his waist while the other hand slowly begins to caress up and down his leg under the table. It's a soft touch meant to let him know that she's interested in more than just cuddling.

Her breath plays against his neck, hot and teasing as her fingers trail higher and higher on his thigh. Her breasts press lightly against his arm, and her hips begin to rock rhythmically against his side. Vanilla's body is telling him exactly what she wants without coming outright and saying it. She just hopes he'll take the hint and reciprocate before too long

Her heart skips a beat as she feels his lips against hers. Vanilla moans softly into the kiss, opening her mouth to let him deeper inside. Her hands clutch at his shirt, fisting the fabric as she pulls him closer, needing more of his touch. Her tongue teases the edge of his lips before slipping past, tangling with his own in a hungry dance.

With their kiss growing more intense, Vanilla's breath comes out in ragged gasps, her nipples hardening underneath her dress. She feels his free hand slide up her thigh, igniting a wave of desire through her body as he reaches toward her bare pussy. Desperate for contact, she parts her legs further to grant him better access, arching her back and pressing herself even closer against him.

Vanilla is lost in the moment, their kiss taking her to places she never knew existed

Her body arches involuntarily as his hands touch her breasts, roughly cupping them through the thin fabric of her dress. Vanilla moans into their kiss, her hips grinding against him in a mixture of pleasure and need. Her fingers twist roughly in his hair, urging him closer even as his palm presses more insistently against her aching pussy, teasing her mercilessly through the thin material of her panties.

She feels like she could explode from this sensation, so close to orgasm already just from his touch. But Vanilla wants more. She breaks away from their kiss, breathless and desperate for air. "Please," she gasps, "I want you..." Her voice shakes as she looks at him pleadingly, her eyes dark with desire and need.

Vanilla's hand slides between them, grasping his hardness through his pants

Her heart pounds in her chest as she sees his cock finally freed from his pants. It's massive and thick, making her shudder with anticipation. "Oh fuck yes..." She whispers, breathless and needy. Without another word, Vanilla drops to her knees in front of him, reaching out to grasp at his erection with shaking hands. She looks up at him through her lashes, her lips parted in anticipation as she slowly begins to stroke him back and forth over the fabric of his pants.

Her breasts hang heavy with desire, her nipples hard and aching underneath her dress as she focuses on giving him pleasure. Vanilla moans softly around his cock, her tongue darting out to wet his tip as she strokes faster and faster, desperate to feel him inside of her. "Please," she breathes, looking up at him

Her needful moans vibrate against his cock as she nods eagerly. With shaking hands, she helps pull down his pants and boxers, revealing his massive erection to her greedy eyes. She reaches out, gripping him firmly before taking him into her mouth in one smooth motion, letting the head of his cock brush against the entrance to her wet pussy.

Her fingers slide between them, teasing and circling her clit as she begins to stroke him with practiced strokes. Her tongue flicks over him, tasting his precum as she moans around him, her body arching further back to accommodate his length. With each thrust of her hand, Vanilla takes more of him into her mouth until they're connected fully, their pleasure intertwined as she starts to suck and stroke in rhythm.

"Fuck..." She breathes, feeling over

Gasping for air and still shuddering with desire, Vanilla obeys, lying down on the floor in front of him and spreading her legs wide. She glances up at him through her lashes, offering herself to him as he desires, helplessly aroused by his dominance. Her breath comes out ragged and uneven as she waits for him to join her on the floor, her fingers already wet with her desire, ready to guide him inside of her as soon as he's close enough.

Her hips tremble in anticipation, aching to feel his cock stretching her tight channel once more. "Please..." she whispers, eyes drifting closed as his weight presses down onto her, trapping her beneath him like an offering, driving them both closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy.