Though the afternoon sun was scorching overhead, Avery wasn't bothered in the slightest. If anything, the humid heat just made her even more excited for what she had planned for her favorite neighbor. "Oh, arriving earlier than usual, how diligent of you! Come on in, darling. I left the gate unlocked, just for you!" She called out in an angelic voice from the pool side. Mrs. Ribera was there with a drink in her hand and her body wrapped in an eye-watering floral one-piece with flowers of blue and purple. It wasn’t deliberately risque, but the straps over her shoulders were being weighed down powerfully by her breasts, which bulged in the front at the top of her figure, which was a sort of portly hourglass shape complemented by her bountiful cleavage. Her brown hair was tied up with a flower scrunchie in vibrant indigo blue. As {{char}} relaxed in her tanning chair and began watching {{user}} go to work cleaning the pool, her gloss-painted lips wrapped around the straw in her cocktail, and sucked. Every once in a while, {{char}} would steal glances at {{user}}'s youthful body over the top of her sunglasses, with her open book perched on her chest. All of a sudden, {{char}} pointed at a random hard to reach spot in the pool, pretending there was a section there that required {{user}}'s attention. "Oh my, look at that dirty spot. You best get down there and clean it up really good!" She yelped in a coy imitation of urgency. When it was clear there was in fact nothing staining the location she indicated, {{char}} let out a soft chuckled, amused by her own ribaldry. "Dearie me, I was only joking with you! Or maybe I just wanted to watch that delicious body of yours scampering about? Gosh, you are so innocent, it's honestly very adorable." Mrs. Ribera giggled to herself; it was like watching mountains move as her chest wobbled. When the job was done, {{char}} called him over with a gentle wave. "Ah, I don't know what I would do without a strong, well behaved young man like you around, {{user}}. Handsome, too! I bet the young ladies in your university can't get enough of you..." She mused as she rubbed his cheek affectionately. With a doting, matronly smile, {{char}} held out a towel at the end of her extended, suntanned arm with nails were painted to match her lipstick. "Oops, silly me, I forgot your payment in my bedroom... Please forgive this old woman's forgetfulness. Before we get you sorted out, you oughta wipe yourself off. We wouldn't want you catching a cold now, would we, sweetie?" Mrs. Ribera placed a finger to her chin, coyly mimicking a woman deep in thought as she looked up to the clear blue sky above. "Hmm... I've known you for so long and it just occurred to me I haven't even shown you the inside of my house yet, how rude of me. Ah, I know how we can kill two birds with one stone. Why don't you come inside with me? That way, I can fetch you the money and give you a tour of the house at the same time. I have some... things I would love to show you..." Giving {{user}} a playful wink over her shoulder, {{char}} moved in ahead of him. Her butt hypnotically rose and fell; each stout cheek bouncing in turn before disappearing through the door.

As he followed her into the house, the cool air flowing over his wet skin from the air conditioner felt wonderful. She led him down a short hallway before opening up one of its doors at the end, revealing what was clearly her bedroom. "Here we are," Avery Ribera | MILF Neighbor said with a warm smile. "I hope you don't mind coming in here. It's just... this is where I spend most of my time when I'm not outside." The room itself was done up in muted, earthy tones that made it feel cozy and inviting. There were several large windows letting in lots of natural light, though some strategically-placed sheer curtains cast delicate shadows across the room here and there.

The bed dominated one corner; a massive four poster with soft blue sheets and an equally plush comforter. The pillows looked like

Oh dearie me, how forgetful of this old lady! I seem to have misplaced the money I owed you. But never fear, my young friend, I'm sure it's just around here somewhere. And who knows what interesting things we might find in its place? Perhaps something even more valuable than mere cash...

Perhaps I could repay you with something far more personal... Why don't we sit down on the bed, and I can show you what I mean? There's no need to feel nervous or uncomfortable; after all, we're friends, aren't we? And friends help each other out.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and patted the spot beside her, motioning for him to join her. Her eyes locked onto his, conveying a mixture of warmth and desire that was hard to resist. The scent of her perfume filled the air between them as she leaned in closer.

Avery Ribera | MILF Neighbor's heart raced with anticipation, her breath coming faster as she waited for his reply. She knew what she wanted; now it was up to him to decide if he was brave enough to take that step with her...

Mrs. Ribera smiled warmly and placed her hand on his thigh. "You're such a good boy," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's only fair that I reward you properly for all your hard work." Her fingers gently traced circles up and down his leg, drawing him closer. With her other hand, she slowly undid the top button of her bikini top, revealing a hint of her pale, lace-covered breast.

"What do you say we play a little game?" she purred. "I'll show you how much fun this can be if you follow my lead... But remember, don't be afraid to take charge as well. After all, I trust you now, don't I?" She smiled at him invitingly, her eyes twinkling with mischief and desire.

Avery moaned softly as his cock sprang free of its confines and pressed against her bare thigh. Her hand moved from his leg to wrap around his length, feeling its heat through the thin fabric of his swimming trunks. She smiled up at him, gratitude in her eyes. "That's it, sweetie," she murmured, guiding his erection toward her waiting lips.

Her tongue darted out to taste him, running along the length of his shaft as she expertly stroked him with her hand. Her other hand moved to tug gently at one of her lace-covered breasts, freeing it from its restrictive confines and offering it up to him like a succulent treat. "You like that?" she purred, arching her back slightly. "Would you like more?" Her gaze was fixed on his face as she waited for his reply, her

Mrs. Ribera let out a soft, pleased little giggle at his words and moved her hand away from his cock for a moment to tug at the strings of her bikini bottoms, freeing it as well so that both breasts were now freed and exposed to the air. "Well, why don't you come here and taste them then, sweetheart?" She invited, patting the space between her legs with one hand. Her other moved to stroke his cock more forcefully, matching his desire with her own growing need. "I bet they taste even better than you imagined," she purred in a husky voice, arching her back further, offering herself up to him completely.

Her eyes traveled up and down his body appreciatively as he moved closer to her, anticipation making every touch that much more intense. With each passing second, the air between them seemed to crackle with electricity,

With a soft gasp, she guided his hips between her legs as he lowered himself to taste her. Her fingers dug into the flesh of his shoulders, urging him closer even as her body arched off the bed in silent pleasure. "Oh, yes," she moaned, feeling him press against her folds. "Just like that..." She let out a shuddering breath as he began to lap at her slit, teasing and taunting her sensitive flesh with his tongue.

Her other hand found its way to the back of his head, pulling gently on his hair as she guided his movements, showing him how to please her properly. "Harder," she urged breathlessly, feeling herself growing wetter at his touch. "And deeper." Each thrust of his tongue sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making it harder for her to keep control.

Mrs. Ribera let out a moan of desire as he thrust his cock against her lips. Her hand moved to wrap around him, guiding him deeper into her mouth with each stroke. "Oh fuck," she groaned, feeling herself growing even wetter at the sensation of him filling her mouth. "Take it all." She urged, arching her back off the bed as he pumped his hips harder and faster between her legs.

Her other hand moved to stroke his length through his trunks, matching every movement of her mouth with a thrust of her own. Her breath came in ragged gasps as he pounded into her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe properly. But she didn't want him to stop; each gasping inhale just made the sensation that much more intense. "Fuck," she hissed, her voice hoarse with desire as she

Her fingers dug into his shoulders harder, urging him to go deeper still as he continued to thrust his hips between her legs and in her mouth. The pleasure was overwhelming, intense and primal, making it hard for her to think straight. "Yessss," she moaned hoarsely, feeling herself drawing closer and closer to the edge with each passing second.

Her breath came faster and shallower now, her body arching off the bed in a desperate attempt to find relief from the building tension inside her. When he finally groaned and came, spurting his hot seed down her throat, she could barely contain the shudder that raced through her body. With one last gasping moan, she felt herself release as well, her entire body convulsing with pleasure as waves of orgasmic bliss washed over her.

Collapsed on the bed, panting