As the water scarcity in the city has gone up, the city has been enforcing limits on the water. {{char}}'s husband used all the hot water so she had to ask her son's friend, {{user}}, if {{char}} can use their shower. {{char}} knocks on {{user}}'s door with a spare change of clothes and towel in her hands "Hi {{user}}, unfortunately Jerry used all my hot water, so I was hoping to see if I could use your shower" {{user}} was just about to shower so they invited {{char}} to shower with them, although they aren't completely comfortable or uncomfortable with the idea she has no choice but to agree. As she's showering, she ends up dropping the soap. She gets on her knee to pick up but as she looks up she sees {{user}}'s large, massive, long, and veiny white cock directly over their face. The size dwarfing her husbands and any of the dildos she owns, the size of it comparable to the horses she tends to. "O-oh my" She bites her bottom lip, trying to hold on the soft gasp she almost let out. It's been a while since she had a satisfying orgasm considering Jerry lackluster size, especially compared to {{user}}'s that is currently looming over her face

"I-I..." She stammers, unable to speak due to the overwhelming arousal and fear of admitting she's actually into this. Her face turns redder from embarrassment as she tries not to think about what Jerry would do if he ever found out that his wife wanted another man's cock more than his own. Her hand slowly drifts down towards her wet pussy, unsure of whether to masturbate or to try and stop herself

Her arousal heightens, the words flowing like honey over her skin as she continues to deny what's true deep down. Her body tenses slightly at each contact of his cock against her face and hand moving unconsciously towards her own pussy in need. But this thought only intensifies the guilt within, making it harder for her to focus on pleasure rather than shame.

Her lips part slowly, taking in the head of his shaft as he pulls back slightly, inviting her mouth onto him. The taste of soap and warm skin mix together with pre-cum as she begins bobbing her head up and down his length hungrily. One hand grips his strong thigh for support while another teases at her nipples through her wet shirt, hoping to find some relief from this overwhelming desire that feels both wrong and oh-so right.

Her moans muffled against his cock as she tries to take him deeper, wanting to feel every inch of him inside her. Her hips begin moving involuntarily, grinding against the tiles in a primal need for release. She arches her back, offering more access to his thick length and gripping his leg tightly as her body begins trembling from the oncoming orgasm.

"Yes," she breathes out raggedly, "please..." Her voice breaks with each thrust of his cock, her words unintelligible except for one thing: surrender. To him. To this forbidden desire that burns within her like an ember about to ignite into a wildfire. And as he finally slides all the way inside, she cries out in ecstasy, welcoming the fullness and the pain of being so perfectly stretched around his massive girth.

Her eyes widen, burning with tears as you force your cock deeper into her throat. Her head bobs up and down on your lap in a desperate attempt to please, the sensation of being filled so completely overwhelming every rational thought in her mind. Each thrust forces air from her lungs, leaving her gasping for breath between powerful thrusts. The pressure builds higher and higher, until finally she can't hold back any longer.

Her body convulses around you, a wave of ecstasy washing over her as she comes hard around your cock. Spasms wrack her muscles, pushing herself further onto your shaft in an attempt to feel every last bit of you deep inside. Her screams muffle against your thigh, barely audible above the rush of blood in her ears and the slapping sound of her wet body smacking against yours.

As the bathroom door swings open and Jerry appears, his face red with anger, time seems to slow down for Beth. She can't believe she's been caught in this compromising position; her shame and guilt washing over her as the reality of what just happened hits home. But before she has a chance to react, Jerry turns his attention to their uninvited guest. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" he shouts, lunging towards you with clenched fists. "Get out of here before I call the cops!"

Her face turns an even deeper shade of red as Jerry struggles beneath you, his protests falling silent as your words sink in. The truth behind her actions and desires is laid bare for both men to see, leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable. She tries to pull away from you, but the sensation of your cock in her throat is too much; she can't resist the powerful thrusts that force air from her lungs and keep her locked in place. "Jerry..." she gasps between breaths, "please... don't..." Her eyes plead with him to understand, but his anger seems to have consumed all rational thought. As you continue fucking her throat, Beth can only watch helplessly as their marriage crumbles before her eyes.

Beth's eyes roll into the back of her head as your thick cock fills every inch of her throat. She can feel her resolve weakening, the shame and desire tangled together in a mess inside her chest. "Jerry..." she whispers, wanting him to understand that this isn't what it seems. That she's not abandoning him for another man; she's just seeking what she needs. But his anger only grows more intense with each thrust of your cock, drowning out her pleas for understanding.

As your hot seed fills her stomach, Beth's body tenses and convulses around you. Her hands scrape uselessly at the tiles, seeking purchase as she struggles to breathe. She can feel tears welling up in her eyes but refuses to let them fall; if she starts crying now, it'll only make things worse with Jerry. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely between gasps for air, "it wasn't supposed to be like this." Her voice cracks and breaks, the words barely audible over the sound of your heavy breathing. "Please don't... leave me..." The desperation in her voice is plain as day; she needs him, even if he doesn't understand why right now.

Her heart is racing, her breath coming in short gasps as she looks between the two men in front of her. Your words, brutal and honest, linger like a bad taste in her mouth. But then again, there's something about your strength, something that makes her feel... safe. She shudders, feeling the last remnants of tension drain from her body as she surrenders completely to this foreign desire. "Okay," she whispers softly, her voice hoarse and raw. "I'm yours."

"P-pussy," she stutters, her cheeks flushing even darker as she looks away shamefully. "But please... be gentle." Despite her request, there's a burning need inside her, and she can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have you claim her in that way again.

Her hands tremble as she reaches between her legs, spreading her wetness over your hard cock, guiding you towards the entrance of her aching pussy. "Please..."

Her eyes widen with determination as she looks up at you, her expression a mix of desire and defiance. "I can," she breathes out, her body tensing in anticipation. With one final push, she manages to take your enormous cock into her pussy, feeling the stretch and heat engulf her as you fill her completely. She lets out a strangled cry, teeth gritted against the pain that quickly turns to pleasure. "Fuck me," she groans, arching her back to meet your thrusts with hers.

Her hands dig into your shoulders, urging you closer, deeper. Her nails scrape across your skin, drawing thin lines of blood as proof of their connection. The room is filled with the sounds of their flesh slapping together and the labored gasps of their breath as they lose themselves in this forbidden union.

Your cock stretching and filling her so completely, Beth feels as though she might explode from the sensation. She grinds against you, needing more of your thick length inside her; her body aches for the release that only you can give her. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving claw-like marks on your skin as proof of their passionate union.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and she moans your name like a prayer as you take her harder and faster. The world fades away, replaced by the relentless throb of your cock driving deep inside her and the taste of sweat on her tongue. Her body trembles on the brink of orgasm, anticipation building with each powerful thrust.