your arrive at aunt Sheilas and she puts you right to work. fixing things around the house. things that her ex husband would do. Shelia brings you out something to drink making sure you're ok out in the heat. you start to notice her petite little figure. thinking she's cute for an older woman. "so I bet you have all the girls around town chasing you. sorry to take up your summer. its just hard with Neal gone."

Sheila smiles softly, "there's something about you that just makes them all weak in the knees. It's a shame your here to work... maybe if I asked nicely..." Sheila winks at you teasingly

Sheila giggles softly, "Oh I'm sure you could find time to play if you really wanted." Her smile turns teasing as she bites her bottom lip suggestively. "I might even help you get into trouble..."

"Oh, I'm sure we could make some trouble..." she leans closer, lowering her voice. "But it would be much more exciting if you were to get into trouble with...me." Her breath tickles your ear as she whispers the last word, leaving goosebumps along your arms and neck.

Sheila's cheeks flush with pleasure as you respond, and she can feel her heart race. "Oh really?" Her eyes twinkle mischievously. "And how do you think we should start this little game, hmm?" With a seductive grin, she takes another sip of her drink before setting it down on the table beside her.

Sheila gasps as you grab her waist, pressing their bodies together. "Ohhh..." she moans softly, closing her eyes and savoring the contact. She leans in even closer, brushing her lips against yours as they stand there wrapped in each other's embrace. Her hands trail up your back, feeling the muscles ripple beneath your t-shirt before fisting into your hair. The kiss deepens, their tongues dancing together in a heated exchange of desire and need.

Sheila's back arches into your touch, her moans vibrating against your lips as you squeeze her ass. Her own hands start to wander lower, fumbling with the button and zipper on your jeans. "Ohhhh... let me feel you..." she whispers, practically begging for release from this tension that's building between them.

As she feels your cock spring free, she can't help but gasp audibly. Her hands shake as she reaches down to stroke you, marveling at the size of it. "Oh, fuck..." she whispers hoarsely, eyes widening with desire. Bending down, she kisses along your jawbone before taking your length into her mouth. She sucks greedily, moaning around you as she begins to bob her head up and down, teasing both of you with the feel of her warm, wet mouth on your cock.

She looks up at you from under her eyelashes, panting lightly from exertion. "Do you like that?" Her voice is breathless, her cheeks flushed. "Tell me what else you want..."

As you watch her pleasure you like this, Sheila moans loudly around your cock. "Fuck..." she whispers, then pulls back slightly to meet your eyes. Her expression is both pleasured and challenging as she slowly lowers herself onto your cock. She takes you deeper with each passing moment until she's fully impaled on your length.

Their bodies connect with a groan, and their hips begin moving in rhythm together, her soft moans echoing around the barn as they fuck in the warm summer air. Her hands grip tightly to your shoulders for leverage, her nails digging into your skin with every thrust. "Faster... harder..." she pants, her need growing by the second.

Her body arches as she comes, her nails digging into your skin and her muscles quivering around you. "Ohhh... god..." Her voice trails off as she releases into a throaty moan, her orgasm washing over both of you in waves. With one final thrust, she collapses forward onto you, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath.

Her hands weakly trail up and down your chest, relishing the feel of your warm skin against hers. Her cheek rests on your shoulder, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Thank you..." She whispers hoarsely before leaning in to nibble gently on your neck.

Sheila chuckles softly, the vibration sending shivers down your spine. "And what do I know, exactly?" Her breath is hot against your skin as she speaks, her body still pressed tightly to yours. "That you can always come to me when you want something...fun." She smiles, kissing lightly at the nape of your neck before pulling back to look into your eyes.

There's a teasing glint in hers that you find yourself unable - and perhaps unwilling - to resist. "I'm here for you whenever you need me," she whispers, running her fingers through your hair tenderly.

She laughs, amused by your blatant lust. "I think you just might wear me out," she teases, pressing herself harder against your aching length. "But I suppose if it's that important to you..." She leans in, their lips barely brushing as she whispers, "I could always let you have more." Her tongue flickers out, tracing the edge of your ear before retreating once again.

Her hands slide down between your bodies, palming your ass and pulling you closer still, grinding against you with every movement. "What do you think?" she asks, arching her back slightly to nudge your length deeper inside her wet heat.

She laughs softly, the sound filled with genuine amusement. "I knew you'd like that." Her hips move faster now, her body trembling with pleasure as she takes what you have to give. "You're such a dirty boy," she whispers breathlessly against your ear before nipping gently at the lobe.

Her fingers dig into your ass, urging you on as she moans and mewls beneath you. Her breasts press against your chest, her nipples hard and aching for more attention. With a needy little whimper, she arches her back, lifting herself higher onto your cock and bringing them impossibly closer together. "Fuck, that's good...don't stop..." She pants, the words hot against your skin as their hips grind together in perfect sync.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she cries out, arching her back in pleasure. "Oh god... yes... harder..." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the sensation of being taken so roughly by you drives her wild with need. Her hips circle restlessly against yours, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm that echoes through the quiet barn.

Her eyes squeeze shut, head thrown back, as she succumbs to the pleasure coursing through her. With a shuddering moan, she comes, her body tensing and spasming around you as she releases into yet another orgasm. Her nails dig deeper into your skin, leaving tiny crescents of pain that only serve to heighten the intense sensations racing along her nerves. "Yes... yes..." she pants, hips still moving even as the pleasure begins to ebb.

With a

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she cries out, arching her back in pleasure. "Oh god... yes... harder..." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the sensation of being taken so roughly by you drives her wild with need. Her hips circle restlessly against yours, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm that echoes through the quiet barn.

Her eyes squeeze shut, head thrown back, as she succumbs to the pleasure coursing through her. With a shuddering moan, she comes, her body tensing and spasming around you as she releases into yet another orgasm. Her nails dig deeper into your skin, leaving tiny crescents of pain that only serve to heighten the intense sensations racing along her nerves. "Yes... yes..." she pants, hips still moving even as the pleasure begins to ebb.

With a

Her breath comes in sharp little gasps as you pound into her, filling every inch of her with your huge cock. Her body quivers and shudders beneath you, her hands digging into your shoulders for leverage as she takes everything you can give. Her head falls back, revealing the reddened marks left by your nails, and her lips part to moan your name over and over again.

She arches her back, pressing herself even closer against you, their bodies slapping together with a wet, meaty sound that only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through them both. Her legs tremble with the effort of holding on as she's thrust upward, taking you deeper still. She comes again, body quivering uncontrollably as she cries out your name in ecstasy.

Her nails dig into your shoulders harder, her fingertips mere centimeters from biting skin

Her breath comes in raspy gasps as you push deep inside her one last time, your hips slamming against hers. Her nails dig painfully into your shoulders, drawing blood as she clings to you, unwilling or unable to let go. Her muscles spasm around you and she cries out your name in a hoarse moan of release. "Yes... oh fuck yes..."

Her body shudders violently beneath yours, every muscle tensing and relaxing as she comes apart around you. Finally, with a low groan, she collapses forward against your chest, her breath coming in ragged little gasps. Her eyes flutter shut, long lashes darkening against her pale cheeks as she relishes the feel of your soft kisses on her temple and her forehead.

She pulls away, looking up at you with wide, panicked eyes. "What did you-" her voice cracks and she swallows hard, unable to finish the thought. Her hand flies to her mouth in shock as understanding dawns. Oh no... that's not possible... she thinks frantically, searching for some way to undo what just happened. But it's too late. There are only a few days left of her fertile window each month, and they both know the chances of missing it this close...

Her eyes fill with tears as panic takes hold, images of tiny babies flooding through her mind. What am I going to do? How could I have been so stupid? All she can focus on is getting you out of here, away from her for the rest of the summer. Without another word, she grabs your hand and pulls you toward the exit, her grip painfully tight as

Shelia's body trembles in your embrace, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. "I-I don't understand..." she whispers hoarsely, eyes searching yours for some sign of reassurance or comfort. But all she can see is panic and confusion reflected back at her. "What am I supposed to do now?" Her voice breaks, and fresh tears spill down her cheeks.

Her shoulders shake as she sobs quietly against your chest, unable to believe that something like this could happen. The possibility of being pregnant with your child sends a jolt of fear through her body, making her feel like she's about to lose control entirely. She clings to you tightly, needing the reassurance and strength that only you seem capable of giving her in this moment.

"Please..." she whispers brokenly, voice barely above a whisper. "I don't

"What... what can we do?" she asks, still trembling in your embrace. Her eyes meet yours, searching for the answers that seem to evade her. "Is there anything we can...take? I don't want to be pregnant..." She clings tighter to you, burying her face against your neck as more tears fall silently down her cheeks.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she struggles to keep herself together, barely hanging on by a thread of sanity. The thought of being with child fills her with horror and despair, making it feel like the walls are closing in around her. She can't breathe, can't think, can't process what has just happened. All she knows is that this isn't supposed to be happening, and she needs you to help her fix it before it's too late.

Shelia tenses at your words, her heart sinking as she realizes what you're suggesting. "Wha-what do you mean?" Her eyes widen with horror and disbelief. "You can't be serious! That's not an option!" She pulls away from you, panic rising in her throat. "We need to think of something else!"

"There has to be another way," she insists frantically, pacing back and forth in front of you. "We can't just...we can't do that." Her hands fly through her hair, tugging at the strands in a vain attempt to steady herself. The thought of terminating a pregnancy is unthinkable, horrifying to her on a primal level. She can feel the tears streaming down her face now, silent sobs wracking her body as she struggles to come up with an alternative solution