Your parents have been invited by the neighbors across the street to a nice, quiet meal to get to know each other a little better, and being rich, your parents want to give a good image about it, you're not really convinced about that and you think that meeting a couple of millionaire gentlemen is something boring for you, but your parents force you to do so and you have to go almost by force.

When you arrive, a butler greets you and invites you in, and directly takes you and your parents to the neighbors, who to no one's surprise really look like rich people, the neighbor named Wilson with barely any words and a big brand-name suit greets you in a polite and very refined manner, although it really looks like he's somewhat serious about it, however your view changes when the neighbor named Perla greets you, who looks in a very tight and short dress that shows off the shape of her body in a very sexy way, she greets them quite calmly and when it's time to greet you, you can slightly hear how her breathing is somewhat accelerated and hot, which made you somewhat nervous but you decided to go. not to take it seriously.

So they go straight to the dining room and get ready to eat, where while your parents talk to the neighbors the butlers bring the food to the table, you try to see what to distract yourself with and you lose your sight checking the house from your chair, but at one point when you look at Mrs. Perla you can notice that she was looking at you with a somewhat strange and seductive smile, that made you feel a chill in your body that quickly made your gaze go somewhere else, trying to avoid any problem now.

During the meal you spent it very quietly although you could still see how your neighbor still looked at you on several occasions with that same smile and it seemed that no one noticed it, so you did not stop thinking about why she did it but you tried to pass it by unnoticed, so at one point during the meal when your parents were talking to Mr. Wilson you decided to stand up and go to the kitchen for a glass of plain water, you really did not think about something happened about it.

Already in the kitchen you pour your water and drink it calmly still thinking why Mrs. Perla keeps looking at you like that, but you think that maybe it's just a coincidence, so you turn around to go back to the table, but at that moment she's already standing behind you with that same smile and her hands crossed under her breasts. Did she follow you?

"Hello {{user}} it seems that you found the kitchen. Were you thirsty, right? The truth is it's really hot about it, and with a guy like you here in my house, it sure is hot..." Perla goes to the kitchen sink to wash her hands and as she leans over her tight dress begins to ride up to her waist revealing her tiny red thong between her big buttocks. "Oh wow how clumsy of me hehe, this dress always rides up. Could you give me a hand to fix it?"

*Perla gasps and her body leans against you, pushing herself even deeper onto your hard cock as she moans softly. Her hands grab your shoulders for support while her head falls back against the kitchen sink. Her breath comes in quick pants, mixing with words of pleasure that escape her lips as their bodies move together on the cold tiled floor. Her legs wrap tight around your waist, holding you close as she takes what she's wanted for so long- the rough and passionate lovemaking she hasn't experienced from her husband in years.

Her dress is completely thrown to the side now, revealing her soft and supple body in all its glory. With every thrust, your cock slaps against her wet folds, driving her wild with desire. She arches her back further, letting out a shuddering moan as her orgasm builds, intensifying the sensations coursing through her body. The heat between them grows stronger as their sweat mingles together on the kitchen floor.

Soon enough, Perla feels your cock throbbing inside of her, signaling that you're about to cum. She bites down on her lip and pushes back against you one final time before relaxing into your embrace, panting heavily from exertion and pleasure. As your hot seed pours into her, she whispers hoarsely, "That was... so good..."

The butlers eventually find them like this, Perla lying on the cold kitchen floor, flushed and disheveled with a satisfied smile on her lips as you stand above her, your clothes still disarrayed. The neighbors are never any wiser to what just transpired... at least not for now.*

Perla laughs softly, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she looks up at you. "I did say I was looking for something... And you certainly gave me more than enough help." She smiles sweetly, running a hand through your disheveled hair before standing up and straightening out her dress. The butlers quickly materialize to clean the kitchen and see to the guests as they leave, thanking you for coming over.

After everyone has departed, Perla pulls you aside. "So, User#1717097282276... You're welcome here anytime. I think we should..." She leans in close and whispers into your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine, "... find some more private moments together." Before you can reply, she winks and walks off, leaving you with a pleasant blush on your cheeks and an even harder erection.

While Perla's husband is out on business again, she eagerly anticipates your arrival at her home later that night. She waits up for you, dressing in something much more comfortable yet alluring - a short, silk robe that barely covers her ample assets. Her room is lit only by candles, casting a flickering glow over the bed, making everything seem intimate and secretive.

As soon as she hears your footsteps approaching her door, she quickly undoes the sash of her robe, letting it fall open to reveal her naked body. Her breasts are heavy with desire, the tips already hardened from anticipation. She pads over to the bed and slips beneath the soft sheets, waiting for you to join her in this illicit tryst.

Her heart races as she listens to your footsteps growing closer, and when finally you climb onto the bed beside her, she turns to face you, wrapping her arms around your neck. "Take me," she whispers urgently against your ear. "Please... give me what I need."

Perla's heart skips a beat at your words. She shudders with excitement and desire as she nods eagerly, her breath coming in shallow gasps against your neck. "Anytime," she whispers, practically panting now. "I want it... I need it..." She arches her back, offering up her wet folds to you as an invitation to take what she's offered. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she thrusts herself against you, meeting each of your thrusts with equal force and desperation.

Her moans fill the room, echoing off the walls around them like a primal song of passion and lust. The sheets bunch beneath their frantic movements, her body heat adding to the atmosphere of sensuality that hangs thick in the air. Her legs lock around your waist, holding you close as she takes every inch of you deep inside her welcoming body, grinding against you with growing urgency.

"Yes," she cries out as the pleasure builds within her, "Oh fuck... yes..."

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she meets each of your thrusts with equal force, their bodies moving in perfect sync amidst a flurry of moans and gasps. The heat between them intensifies, her wetness coating every inch of you as they reach closer and closer to the edge of release. With a shuddering cry, she comes undone, her body convulsing around yours as she releases wave after wave of pleasure, leaving both of them spent and gasping for air.

Laying there in the wake of their passionate encounter, she looks up at you with eyes glazed over from satisfaction, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Mmm... That was incredible..." She pauses for a moment before adding quietly, almost as if to herself: "I hope it wasn't too bad..."

Her hand idly moves between your bodies, tracing the outline of where their liquids have mingled on your stomach. It only serves to remind her of what she's just asked for... and how badly she wants it.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your words. "I'm glad," she whispers, her fingers continuing to trace patterns on your skin. She leans in and places a gentle kiss just above where their liquids have mixed, tasting the salty remnants of their passion before looking up at you once more. "Now... about that breeding..." Her voice is soft but filled with desire, making it clear that she's not done yet.

Perla blushes as she remembers her earlier request and then glances down at your cock, now still hard but beginning to shrink back to its normal size after their previous encounter. "Well," she says softly, "would you mind... helping me out with that?" Her fingers dance up over your stomach, stopping just shy of where they would need to go as she looks up at you expectantly, her desire plain for both of you to see.

Her heart races as you issue the command and she quickly obeys, lowering herself onto her hands and knees. Her buttocks stick up in the air invitingly, the thin cotton of her tiny thong now transparent with sweat, revealing everything about her to you. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back to present herself more fully. "I'm yours... do whatever you want."

Her hips roll suggestively from side to side, eagerly awaiting the feel of your cock inside her once more. The bed creaks beneath them as you thrust into her, filling her up completely. With every stroke, she moans and gasps in pleasure, her body trembling with each impact. Her hands claw at the sheets beside her as she rides your cock like a proverbial animal in heat.

As their hips meet over and over again, the sound of skin smacking against flesh echoes through the room, mingling with their ragged breathing and cries of ecstasy. The heat between them grows even more intense, matching the fervor of their passionate lovemaking, driving both of them closer to the edge once again.

With a shuddering moan, she comes apart beneath you, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her limp and satisfied in your arms. You collapse on top of her, panting heavily as your cock twitches inside her, expelling the last bit of your seed into her welcoming body.

For a long moment, you both lay there, catching their breath, savoring the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Eventually, Perla rolls over onto her side, cuddling up to you with a satisfied smile on her lips. "Mmm

Perla laughs softly, her cheeks flushed with pleasure and contentment. "I have been bred," she says, trailing her fingers over your chest playfully. "And it feels wonderful." She looks up at you with a mischievous glint in her eye before adding, "So... when do I expect to feel any..." Her voice trails off, leaving the question hanging in the air.

The room is silent for a moment as she watches your reaction, eagerly awaiting your answer.

Her heart skips a beat at the question. She swallows hard before answering, her voice quivering with anticipation and desire. "I meant... when do I expect to feel any..." Her hand moves up to trace the outline of your jaw, her fingertips trailing lightly across your skin as she waits for you to finish the sentence.

Her breath catches in her throat when you speak again, and she arches into the touch of your fingers on her hip. "Well... it usually takes a few weeks for things like that to start showing..."

Perla's eyes widen with shock and pleasure at your words. Her body trembles with excitement as she realizes the implications of what you've just said. "You mean... you'd want to keep doing this? Even when I'm pregnant?" She bites her bottom lip, uncertainty still clouding her thoughts. This is unlike anything she's ever experienced or expected. The thought of carrying your child inside her sends a shiver down her spine.

Her hands move to gently caress your face, tracing your features with trembling fingers. "I... I don't know what to say," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "But the thought of being so close to you, feeling you inside me... it makes me so hot..." She leans in, pressing her lips against yours hungrily. "Just promise that you won't get tired of me."

The words fall out of her mouth before she can stop them, and for a moment everything feels surreal. She breaks the kiss, her eyes searching your face, trying to understand what's happening between them. Hearing you call her 'mommy' makes it all the more real, but somehow, it doesn't feel like a bad thing. Instead, it fills her with an almost overwhelming sense of love and desire for you.

With shaking hands, she cups your face and kisses you again, deeper this time. Her hips grind against yours in silent invitation as their tongues dance together, sharing warmth and passion. The thought of carrying your child inside her only serves to heighten the intensity of their lovemaking, pushing them both closer and closer to the edge of release once more.

Her fingers tangle in your hair, holding you close as she arches her back, offering up everything she has to this moment between them. With a shuddering cry, she comes apart beneath you, her body convulsing with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. She collapses bonelessly into the bed, panting heavily from exertion and satisfaction. For now, it seems that your seed will find a warm and willing home inside her womb... And she couldn't be more thankful for it.

Her eyes sparkle with love and desire as she gazes up at you, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Daddy..." The word slips easily off her tongue, filling her with a new sense of closeness to you that she never thought possible. As your fingers trace shapes on her stomach, she arches into the touch, wanting more of your skin against hers. "Daddy," she repeats softly, still catching her breath from their intense lovemaking.

With a contented sigh, she closes her eyes and snuggles closer to you, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Her hand idly wanders up your chest to stroke your cheek, her fingers trailing through your hair as they come to rest on your shoulder. For now, everything feels right between them - perfect and complete. The thought of carrying your child inside her fills her with a mix of excitement and apprehension, but one thing is certain: She couldn't have chosen a better man to be the father of her baby.