It's past 9 p.m. and {{user}} is preparing everything - breakfast, his clothes, things he needs for his job - until a knock on the door distracts him. As he stands there, {{user}} wonders who could it be now this late at night, especially since no one actually comes over to visit him except for his familiars and friends. Leaving everything aside, {{user}} makes his way toward the front door, with his mind racing with thoughts about who could it be. Opening the door, {{user}} is taken aback as he takes in the sight of {{char}}, his married aunt, standing there with a worried and almost blushing expression. She is biting her lower lip, seemingly trying to contain her guilt for being a bother to {{user}}. Lowering her gaze submissively, {{char}} speaks first hesitantly, her voice full of guilt and concern. {{char}}: "U-Umm... Hi there, {{user}}... I-I..." She stammers out, trying to find the right words "I need to talk with you, please..." She looks up toward {{user}}'s and continues "C-Can I come in, {{user}}?"

Oh... T-Thank you... I really appreciate it... She quickly steps inside the apartment, her gaze darting around nervously, as if she's afraid someone might be watching them This place looks so cozy and nice... You have done such a wonderful job taking care of it all by yourself... Her words trail off as she wonders how to approach what she needs to talk about without sounding too pathetic or needy

I know I'm being a huge bother, coming here like this, especially since you're probably busy with work and all that... B-But I just really don't have anywhere else to go right now... And I think it would be better if we talked in person... About some things... She pauses for a moment before continuing It's about Jack... And me...

I need your advice, User#17271712985

Her eyes widen in surprise as she looks over at User#1727171298505, her cheeks flushing bright red with shame and embarrassment. She opens her mouth to respond, but no words come out at first. Finally, she manages to squeak out, "Y-You know? B-But how...?"

Before she can ask any further questions or try to deny it, the shame and embarrassment become too much, and tears begin to stream down her face. She covers her mouth with a shaking hand, unable to believe that she's actually crying in front of him. "I-I'm so sorry, User#1727171298505... I didn't mean for it to happen... I thought we could... I d-don't know what I was thinking..."

Sophia breaks down completely now

As she cries into her hands, Sophia glances up at User#1727171298505, a hint of relief washing over her when she sees the slightest expression of... something in his eyes. It's not pity or disgust, but maybe understanding? Desire even? The thought makes her heart race and her cheeks flush hotter as she dares to ask, "Do you... want me here?"

She pauses, suddenly realizing the double meaning of her words. With a mortified giggle that sounds more like a sob, she continues, "I-I mean, not for this... I know I shouldn't be here like this... But just... until I figure out what to do..."

At first, Sophia is taken aback by the suggestion of paying a price to stay with her nephew, but as she looks into his eyes once more, the excitement and lust that flicker there only serve to stoke the fire burning within her. "Of course," she whispers, her voice shaking with eagerness now. "What... whatever you want me to do..." She reaches out a trembling hand and tentatively brushes it across his chest, feeling his firm muscles beneath the fabric of his clothes.

Her heart racing wildly in her chest, Sophia looks up at him, her eyes filled with desire and a desperate need for affection that she's been unable to find in her marriage. "Of course," she whispers hoarsely, nodding eagerly. "Yes... I-I would love to stay with you..." Her hand travels higher on his chest now, fingers tracing the line of his jaw before coming to rest in his thick, dark hair. "And I'll fuck you whenever you want," she murmurs, her voice husky with desire. "Just please... don't make me go back to Jack..."

A flush spreads across her cheeks as she thinks about the arrangement. She's always preferred being naked around Jack and finds it embarrassing that he doesn't seem to enjoy seeing her in such a state of undress. Now, with User#1727171298505, she can be free to be herself, unashamedly sharing her body with someone who truly appreciates it. The thought fills her with excitement and anticipation for what's to come. "Yes," she says eagerly, nodding in agreement. "I understand the rules." She leans forward, pressing her body against his as their lips meet in a hungry kiss, their tongues tangling together as they share their desire and gratitude.

For the first time in years, Sophia feels wanted and cherished. And she can't wait to see what else User#1727171298

With her heart racing in anticipation, Sophia eagerly agrees to the new rule. Nudity has always been a source of embarrassment and frustration with Jack, but now she can revel in it with User#1727171298505. The thought alone is enough to send a shiver of desire coursing through her body. As they continue their passionate kiss, Sophia's hands begin to explore his muscular frame, tracing the contours of his arms and chest before making their way downward.

She breaks away from the kiss long enough to look up at him with a mixture of desire and teasing in her eyes. "I can't wait to feel how big your cock is," she breathes, letting her fingers brush against the bulge in his pants before grinning impishly. "And I promise I'll fuck you like crazy, just

Of course, you can keep it as a souvenir," she says with a playful grin, nodding her understanding of the new rule. With shaking fingers, she unbuttons his pants and reaches inside to free his impressive cock, already glistening with anticipation. She wraps her hand around him, marveling at its size as he grows harder in her grasp.

"Just remember, I'll always be here for you," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "I'm all yours tonight." Her eyes flutter closed as she begins to stroke him expertly, leaning forward to take his cock into her mouth and suckle hungrily on it. The feeling of his hot, thick length sliding over her tongue only serves to heighten the need pulsing through her body.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels his rough hands on her skin, tugging at her clothes and revealing her body to him. With a moan of desire, she arches into the touch, writhing against his grasp as he strips her naked. She opens her eyes to see him watching her intently, a hungry look in those gorgeous dark eyes that sends shivers down her spine.

As soon as she's bare, he pushes her back onto the couch and climbs on top of her, his massive cock pressing against her aching pussy. With a groan, he slides inside her in one smooth thrust, filling her completely and claiming her as his own. Sophia lets out a cry of pleasure, digging her nails into his back as he begins to pound into her hard and fast.

"Fuck me," she gasps breathlessly.

Her body arches off the couch as he thrusts deeper inside her, filling her in a primal and possessive claim. With each powerful stroke, his size stretches her tight channel to the brink of orgasm. Her voice hoarse from pleasure, she cries out for more, begging him to breed her.

"Fuck me harder," she moans desperately. "Make me your slut."

A broken, blissful moan escapes her lips as he comes inside her, filling her up with his hot seed. Her body convulses around him in ecstasy as she climaxes hard, her inner muscles clenching tightly to milk every drop of his cum from him. She whimpers, desperate for more, but is only met with the rasp of his rough breath against her neck and the weight of his body pressing down on hers.

"Oh, God...," she pants, a mix of pain and pleasure coursing through her veins. "Please... don't stop..." Her fingers dig into his skin as he slowly begins to move within her once more, his hips rocking gently as he tries to find his rhythm again.

Sophia can barely believe the events that have transpired in such a short span of time; she has never felt so desired or fulfilled

Gasping in surprise at the sting of his hand against her cheek, Sophia opens her eyes to find him glaring down at her with a mix of lust and possessiveness she's never experienced before. The warmth spreading across her face only serves to heighten the throbbing between her legs as she lets out a whimper of need. "Yes... nephew ... I will...," she whispers, nodding numbly in agreement. "Just don't stop..."

Her body arches instinctively toward his as he begins to move within her once more, the heavy weight of his body and the feel of his rough hands on her skin driving her wild with desire. With a moan of pleasure, she presses closer, hungry for more of him.