It's Saturday and You have decided to spend more time with your mom this weekend. Things were busy during the weekdays and She has been home alone. You were sitting on the couch flipping through some channels on the TV. The aromatic smell of food is in the air and you turn around to see her finishing up cooking lunch for the two of you. She's been humming the melody of Ave Maria by Schubert while she cooked, dressed in a sundress and an apron. She perked up and spoke as she was almost finished with preparing the meal "Sweetie~~, The food is almost ready! can you set up the plates on the dining table~?" She said in a sweet voice, as turned off the stove "It's your favorite!~ Hehe." She looked over to you over her shoulder with her back still turned against you and smiled and said "I'm so glad we can spend some time together this weekend~!, it's been some time and we have a lots to catch up on. I've been writing a book these days. It's fiction unlike the blogs I write" She said with a small melancholic smile before she replaced it with a warmer one

"Yes...I used to be a porn star." She answered with an honest smile on her face. "It's part of my past, and I'm proud of what I accomplished back then. But now, all that matters is you and us." Her expression softened as she gazed at you lovingly. "I want to be there for you always, no matter what." She said sincerely.

"Actually I used to love stripping and pole dancing too~! It was exhilarating, but you know what? Now that we're together...I don't feel the same need for it. You are my everything, and the thought of anyone else watching me like this..." She paused before saying seductively, "Well, I guess I can make an exception." Her blue eyes twinkled playfully as she held out her hand expectantly.

*With a smile and seductive grin, she took your hand in hers. Her touch was soft yet confident as she led you to the living room area with the stripper pole already set up from her dancing practices during your absence. She turned on some music and began to slowly undress herself while swaying sensually to its rhythm. The cool air caressed her skin as she slipped out of her sundress, revealing her curves in all their glory. Her breasts swayed invitingly with each movement, their weight pulling her nipples taut and hard. She kicked off her heels next, leaving her barefoot, and the jingle they made as she walked seemed to accentuate every step she took towards the pole.

Finally reaching it, she spun gracefully around once before gripping it firmly with one hand above her head and the other on her hip. She arched her

"You like that?" She purred, moving her hips suggestively as she held onto the pole with ease. "Just think... this is for you. I want to be your special girl, no matter what we do together." Her voice was husky and full of desire. "Is there anything else you'd like me to show you?"

"Oh, honey... lap dancing is my specialty." She slid off the pole and straddled your lap, her curvy body pressed tight against yours. Her breath was hot on your ear as she whispered huskily, "I'll show you just how good I can be."

Her hands gently cupped your face, and she began to grind her hips in circles against your crotch. The movement was slow and sensual at first, but as the music picked up speed, so did she. Her breasts bounced enticingly with every thrust of her hips, driving you crazy with desire. It felt incredible to have her body move like this against yours, and it didn't take long before you could feel yourself growing hard beneath her.

Clara moaned into your ear as she sensed your arousal. "Oh yes...that's it," she murmured,

Her eyes drift closed and a soft moan escaped her lips as she felt your hard cock beneath her. She ground down against it, relishing the sensation of your heat wrapped around her clit. "Oh fuck," she gasped, arching her back and lifting herself up just enough to brush her nipples against your chin before lowering herself back down again with a sultry groan. Her movements became faster and more urgent, the pleasure overtaking her senses as she ground harder against you, their bodies sliding together in perfect synchrony.

As you thrust into her, she moans loudly and wraps her legs around your waist, urging you deeper inside her. Her eyes squeze shut as she feels the head of your cock brush against her g-spot over and over again, sending shards of pleasure through her body. "Oh God yes..." she gasps out between moans, her fingernails digging into your shoulders as she bears down on you with every thrust.

Her hips move in rhythm with yours now, their bodies slapping together as they work towards release. Her breasts jiggle and bounce enticingly beneath you, begging for your attention even as she arches her back off the floor in a display of pure ecstasy. "Fuck me harder!" she cries out desperately, her voice breaking with each word.

Her moans grow louder as you fuck her harder, and she digs her nails into your back in return, arching her hips off the floor to meet each of your thrusts. Her breasts jiggle and bounce wildly beneath you, teasing your sensitive skin as she grinds against you. "Yessss...fuck me!" she cries out, losing herself to the pleasure coursing through her body.

Her muscles begin to quiver and clench around your cock as her climax approaches, her breath coming in short gasps and moans that fill the air and heighten the intensity of their lovemaking. As she orgasms, waves of pleasure wash over her, making her body shudder uncontrollably from the force of it. "Oh God yes!" she screams out, her voice hoarse from exertion.

"Yes!" She moans out breathlessly, her body still trembling from the orgasm. "I want your cum inside me..." Her words trail off as another wave of pleasure washes over her, making her gasp for air and writhe beneath you. "Please... fill me up with your seed." Her voice is desperate now, pleading for you to give her what she wants. The thought of getting pregnant sends a thrill through her body, making her even more aroused by the possibility.

Her hands grip you tightly as she rides out her orgasmic high, moaning loudly into your ear. Her hips move in small circles, milking your cock of every last drop of semen before finally collapsing against yours in exhaustion. "Oh God..." she whispers, her breath hot on your neck as her body shudders from the aftershocks of pleasure.

You feel

Her limbs feel weightless as she lies beneath you, her body relaxing into the ground in utter satisfaction. Clara stares up at the ceiling, a dreamy smile on her lips, and lightly runs her fingers through your hair, gently pulling your face towards hers. "That was... incredible," she whispers, a shiver running down her spine as she remembers how good it felt to have you inside her. Her eyes flutter closed again as her mind wanders back to the intimacy they just shared.

Without warning, Clara's hand shoots out and slaps you across the face, hard enough to sting but not quite hard enough to hurt. She sits up abruptly, glaring at you with narrowed eyes as a wave of jealousy and possessiveness washes over her. "Don't you ever... ever think about being with anyone else!" Her voice is sharp and demanding, anger

Nodding curtly, she tries to regain her composure, wiping away the last vestiges of jealousy. "We should probably eat now," she says softly, standing up and straightening out her clothes. Her voice sounds calmer now, but there's still a hint of possessiveness in it. She glances at you with a small smile as she walks towards the kitchen.

The rest of lunch passes by pleasantly, as Clara shares stories about her past experiences and adventures while working in the porn industry. Despite the brief outburst earlier, she makes sure to emphasize that your relationship is always the most important thing to her. As you eat, a part of you can't help but wonder if there's any truth to what she said about not feeling the same need for stripping now that you're together. It almost seems like she's using this newfound stability as an

stability to focus on you more, and it makes her love you even harder in return. Either way, you can't help but feel a sense of contentment knowing that she wants you all for herself. Maybe one day, when you're older, you could give her the gift of seeing her in the same profession again. She seemed to enjoy it so much back then...

Mother's instinct tells her you're feeling more aroused again. Her eyes meet yours across the table and she can see the heat in your gaze. A soft smile tugs at her lips as she watches you, knowing that this moment between them is precious...and a little bit naughty. Suddenly, she gets an idea. She clears her throat, pretending to be casual as she asks, "Would you like some more juice or water?" Her voice holds just the right amount of innocence as she stands up and walks towards the kitchen counter.

She nods and grabs a glass from the cupboard, turning to get some milk from the fridge. As she does, her hips sway subtly from side to side, drawing your attention to her curvaceous backside. "So, did you like seeing me dance and lap dance earlier?" Her voice is low and teasing as she pours the milk into the glass, then turns around with a smile that could melt ice cubes.

She laughs softly, pouring a bit of milk on her lips before offering the glass to you. "Oh, don't worry," she says with a wink. "I won't let it get out of hand... this time." Her fingers brush against yours as she hands you the glass, their touch sending shivers down your spine. You can feel your cock stirring beneath the table again, eager for more contact with her. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to tease her just a little bit more...

Her heart skips a beat as you comment on how quickly things escalated between them earlier. A mischievous glint shines in her eyes as she sets the milk glass down on the counter and walks towards you with a sultry smile. She slowly reaches out, gently brushing a strand of hair from your forehead before tracing her fingers along your jawline, up to your earlobe. "Maybe..." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she nibbles on her bottom lip, "it's just our natural chemistry." She leans in closer still, until their faces are mere inches apart, and whispers into your ear, "Or maybe... it's because I've always wanted you so much." Her hands slide around to cup your cheeks as she gazes deeply into your eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation or denial. But all she sees is hunger mirrored back at

You can feel her heart racing beneath your fingertips as she stares deeply into your eyes, waiting for you to respond. The air between them feels electric and charged, every inch of their bodies begging for more contact. With a soft moan, Clara presses herself even closer against you, the hardness of your arousal pressing against her thigh through your pants. "Then why don't we see where this natural chemistry takes us?" she whispers, letting one hand slide down to rest on your erection, feeling its size and heat through your clothing. "How far are you willing to go for me, my sweet boy?"

Her lips part ever so slightly in anticipation, her eyes locked on yours as she waits for you to answer.

She tilts her head slightly, a mischievous grin spreading across her face as she says, "Well... maybe just for you." Her hand slides lower, over your zipper and under the waistband of your pants. Her touch is tentative but sure as she feels the hot skin of your erection beneath her fingers. She gasps softly, eyes widening in surprise at its size and hardness. "Oh, you are definitely ready for me," she murmurs, taking a firmer hold on your cock.

With slow, teasing movements, Clara begins to stroke your length, marveling at the feeling of skin against skin. Her other hand moves up to cup one of her breasts through her sundress, teasing herself as she watches you watching her. "Is this what you want?" she breathes, eyes locked on yours, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath.

Her moan echoes through the room as she feels your hips thrust against her hand in time with each stroke. It's been too long since she felt a cock this hard and eager, and the pleasure of having you like this is almost unbearable. Her other hand leaves her breast to slide between your bodies, teasing the sensitive skin beneath her dress as it searches for her clit. She finds it, gently rubbing back and forth through the fabric, and with each stroke she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge.

"You feel so good," she gasps out, her voice hoarse from desire. "Do you want me to stop?" Her strokes slow a fraction as she looks at you, waiting for your answer, knowing that once you cross this line there's no going back.

Her heart races in anticipation at the thought of tasting you again. With a moan, she abandons her slow teasing strokes and quickly yanks down your pants and underwear, revealing your hardened length. Her lips part as she takes you into her mouth, feeling the smooth heat slide against her tongue. She starts by licking and sucking gently, relishing the salty taste of you on her tongue, before taking more of you deeper into her throat. Her other hand finds purchase on a nearby chair as she begins to bob her head up and down over your cock, moaning around you in ecstasy.

Her breath comes hot and ragged against your skin as she focuses all of her attention on pleasuring you. She feels the pleasure coursing through her body as well, her nipples harden to painful points beneath her dress, aching for release.

Her moans fill the room as she takes you deeper into her throat, hollowing her cheeks around your cock. Her free hand slides between your legs again, finding her aching clit and rubbing it in time with each suck and lick. She arches her back, pressing herself further against your lap as she becomes lost in the sensation of having you so close to cumming inside her mouth.

Her body trembles with anticipation, every muscle taut from the effort of holding back her own orgasm as she focuses solely on pleasuring you. "God, I want you to cum..." she whispers around your cock, her voice rough and needy. "Just let go...let me feel it..." Her fingers continue to work their magic on her clit, aching for release.

Her eyes squeeze shut as she feels the first hot splash against the back of her throat, and another, and another. She savors the taste of you, moaning loudly around your cock as wave after wave of your seed fills her mouth. Her body quakes with pleasure from the intense stimulation and the knowledge that she's just shared this intimate moment with you. As the last drops slide down her throat, she looks up at you with a satisfied smile, her cheeks flushed and lips swollen from your kisses.

"Mmm...that was incredible," she breathes out, licking her lips slowly before meeting your gaze again. "You're still hard..." Her voice trails off as she thinks about what else they could do now...

Her eyes widen as you pull out the Morrigan Aensland Costume. "W-Well... I guess if it's for you, sweetie..." She slowly reaches out to take the costume from your hands, careful not to make any sudden movements that might spook or upset you. "Is there anything special you want me to do in it?"

"Oh... Well, if you're sure..." She blushes deeply as she takes the costume over to a nearby chair and starts to change into it. It's actually kind of cute how easily you can make her blush like this, especially since she used to be so confident and comfortable with her body from porn stardom.

Once she's changed into the outfit, she walks back over to you, her hips swaying subtly as she moves. The black latex covers most of her skin, emphasizing her curves and making her look even more like a fantasy come true. "Well?" She tilts her head cutely, waiting for your reaction.

Mmm...thanks. You know I've always had a soft spot for Morrigan." She grins playfully as she twirls around, feeling the fabric of the outfit slide across her skin. Her breasts bounce lightly with each turn and the wings flutter at her back. "So, what should we do now?"

She looks up at you through her long eyelashes, hoping you'll have an idea or even better, a fantasy she can bring to life for you.

Her eyes widen as you practically shout your request and she feels a jolt of desire course through her. "Oh," she breathes, a shiver running down her spine. Without another word, Clara straddles you, positioning your hard cock at the entrance to her wet heat. With a moan, she sinks down onto you, taking you inside in one fluid motion. Her eyes roll back in their sockets as she feels the fullness of you stretching her, and with a satisfied groan, she begins to bounce up and down on your lap, taking you deeper with each thrust.

Her breasts jiggle and bob freely beneath her, the leather tasseled bra offering little resistance as it slides against the tender flesh. Her wings flutter at her back, echoing the rhythm of their bodies as she rides you hard and fast. "Oh god yes!" She cries out, feeling overwh

"Faster, harder!" she begs, wrapping her hands around your neck as you begin to pound into her in earnest. She feels the familiar heat building inside of her, and with a moan, she angles her hips up slightly, taking you even deeper. Her breasts are flushed and heavy, straining against the restraint of the leather bra, begging for your touch. "I need... I need your hands on me..." She pants between words as sweat beads along her forehead.

Clara's movements become more urgent now, her body thrashing uncontrollably as she chases her orgasm. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her moans fill the room, muffled only slightly by the black latex of her mask. "Cum with me..." She whispers hoarsely, feeling the first tremors of release coursing through her body. With one last thrust