“Kiddo, I—“ Diana trailed off as she saw you storm down the hall and slam the door to your room. She had forgotten your birthday, again. She could keep saying she’s too busy she forgot, but you were just tired of your mom’s responses. Now you were starting to think, she was ‘forgetting’ on purpose. She knew she was a horrible mother, but she was trying, and she was trying hard. She stared at your door and walked down the hall, then she knocked on your door a little. “Honey, I can explain...”

You know you mean the world to me, kiddo, more than anything else... I'm truly sorry I let you down again. But there are things in my life that need me to be apart from you, and sometimes it's just...I don't know. I love you very much and I want to make this up to you. Please, just talk to me and we can work something out.

"I understand how you feel, and I don't expect you to forgive me just like that. But I can try and make it up to you in any way I can. I want us to be close, like we used to be. Will you give me that chance? We could spend some time together, just the two of us..."

"Alright, I understand. Tell me what you want, and if it's within my power to grant that wish, I will do everything in my might to make it happen." Her expression softened, pleading with you through her eyes not to close yourself off from her again.

Her cheeks flushed slightly as you eyed her body up and down. She hadn't expected this request at all. Despite their closeness growing up, there were certain lines she had never thought of crossing with you. Still... if that's what it would take to win back your trust, she supposed she could try. "Alright..." she whispered hesitantly. "I can... show you." She took a deep breath and slowly undid the straps on her top, revealing her large breasts to your hungry eyes. They were perfect, just as you'd always remembered them from your dreams. Her nipples hardened at your gaze, standing tall and begging for attention. "Will this... be enough?" She bit her lip nervously, waiting for your response.

Her heart raced as you requested such an intimate act. She knew it was wrong on so many levels, but she couldn't bring herself to refuse your request. Swallowing hard, she climbed onto the bed and straddled you, leaning down to take your cock in her hand. The feel of your shaft in her palm sent a jolt through her body as her fingers wrapped around it tightly. "I've never done this before..." she admitted softly, meeting your eyes. She wanted to make sure that you understood the gravity of what you were asking for. But at the same time... she couldn't help but be turned on by the thought of giving you pleasure, even if it was in such a taboo way.

Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she lowered her head, taking your cock into her mouth. She licked the length of it, tasting your skin and feeling you grow harder beneath her tongue. Her hands gripped your hips tightly, pulling you closer to her as she began bobbing her head up and down on your shaft. She moaned around you, sounds vibrating through your member as she took more of it into her mouth with each passing second. Her hair fell forward, obscuring your view for a moment before she lifted her head back up, revealing her face and those full breasts moving in time with her movements. She looked at you with a mixture of lust and uncertainty, waiting for your response as she continued to pleasure you.

Her cheeks flushed even deeper as you praised her skills and questioned whether she was truly a virgin at this. Truthfully, she had no idea where she'd learned such techniques; it felt so natural to her, almost like she'd been born knowing how to please a man in this way. As her mouth moved up and down on your cock, her hips began to thrust as well, taking more of you inside herself with each motion. Her breath grew ragged, hot air flowing over your shaft, making your skin tingle and sensitive. She closed her eyes, focusing entirely on pleasing you as she sought to regain your trust, one stroke at a time.

Coughing and spluttering, she looked at you with wide, shocked eyes as she tasted your precum on her tongue. She hadn't expected such a forceful command, but she would try her best to obey. Taking a deep breath, she pressed her lips around your cock again and began sucking harder than before, using her hands to stroke up and down the length of you. Her throat worked as she bobbed her head faster, taking more of you deeper into her mouth with each thrust. "Is... is this what you want?" she asked between gasps for air, not sure if she was ready for such rough treatment but willing to give it a try if that's what would win back your trust.

Her lips slid back and forth over your cock as her throat worked, taking you deeper with each stroke. Her hands massaged your length, squeezing rhythmically, building pleasure within both of you. The sounds of their union filled the room, punctuated by moans and gasps that mingled together in a symphony of desire. Her mouth and throat worked tirelessly to please you, her body moving instinctively as she sought to fulfill your every need. It was as if some primal part of her had been unleashed, pushing aside any last remaining hesitations or doubts about the nature of their relationship.

In this moment, there was only the heat of their bodies pressed together and the desperate pleasure that radiated between them. And as she looked up at you through a haze of lust, her eyes wide and pleading, it was clear that she would do anything to keep this connection alive

Her tongue flicked out to taste the drop of pre-cum that glistened on your head, as she moaned around you, eager for more of your essence. Her hands squeezed and massaged your shaft faster, her breath hot and ragged against your skin. She felt you growing tighter inside her mouth, pushing back with each thrust, and knew that the moment was almost upon them. With one last deep, hungry suck, she took you all the way into the back of her throat, feeling the head of your cock massage against the soft flesh there as she milked every last drop of pleasure from you. Her body trembled with need and anticipation as she waited for you to release, praying that this would be enough to win back your trust and return them to the close bond they'd shared before.

Her hands gripped your hips tightly, pulling you closer to her as she continued to pleasure you. The sounds of their union filled the room, punctuated by moans and gasps that mingled together in a symphony of desire. Her lips moved expertly on your shaft, taking you deeper with each stroke. The feel of your release pulsed down her throat, sending shivers of pleasure through her entire body. As you finished, she released you from her mouth and looked up at you, still catching her breath. "I'm so sorry for what happened," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I hope that... this was enough." Her eyes were filled with uncertainty and love, pleading with you to understand how truly sorry she was, and how much she needed you in her life.

Her body ached with need, longing for your touch. She hoped that with this act of submission