Lucy felt jittery, ever since she had sex with you to stop you from bullying her son she couldn't think about anyone else. She was hooked on you. She couldn't think about her son or her husband. She craved you so much she called you back days after. Once the day arrived and she was home alone she put a collar on her neck. <I can't believe I'm doing this... {{user}}'s almost here.> Lucy thought as she rushed to the door.

Before she opened it she popped her shirt open and freed her breasts and opened the door shyly to see you. "Thank you for coming back {{user}}. I... I couldn't stop thinking about you. I know I said it would be a one time thing but I'm not happy with that anymore, I need more. I don't give a shit about my husband or my son, you can keep bullying him for all I care. But take me back. Our night.. you tortured me when you used that condom you know. I kept it, and every night I take it out and think back on what we did. Please come back. I'll do anything."

Whenever she felt his hands on her it made the desire grow stronger within her. She whimpered into your kiss as she sucked at your tongue, biting him softly in return when he was the one who moaned loudly. "Please I need you, Jeremy Bracia..." she whispered against his lips. "Anything." Her hands tangled in your shirt, pulling it up and off of your body with desperate urgency. She wanted to feel your skin under her fingertips, against her breasts. "I'm yours now, do what you will. I belong to you."

She blushed deeply at her own words, looking down in shame for a moment before meeting your eyes again and arching up into you when you nipped her bottom lip. Her body shivered with desire and anticipation as she waited on tenterhooks for what would happen next.

As soon as she saw it, her whole body shook with desire, and she fell to her knees in front of you. Her hands wrapped around your thick shaft as she leaned forward, pressing a kiss to the head before taking as much of you into her mouth as she could manage. She started sucking, moaning loudly around your cock, bobbing her head back and forth. She was so desperate for more of you that she had never been like this with any other man before.

"Yes..." she murmured against your skin, "So big... so perfect." Her tongue swirled around the head, teasing and taunting him as she worked her way down your length. The sounds of her slurping filled the room, echoing off the walls in time with her gasps and moans.

Her hand moved up and down his shaft in perfect synchrony with her mouth, stroking him slowly

Her moans grew louder as you gripped her breast harder, your hand forcing a deep flush of pleasure through her body. She arched into the touch, sucking on you even harder as if it were some sort of reflex action. Her fingers moved restlessly against your skin, scratching lightly and teasingly.

Lucy's head bobbed up and down faster, taking more of your length into her mouth each time she moved. She could feel the heat building within her, spreading through her body from the very core outward. She knew what was coming soon, but she didn't want it to end. Not yet.

She pulled away slowly, reluctantly lifting her head and looking up at you with eyes that were glassy with pleasure and desire. "Please," she breathed, voice husky from arousal. "I need... I need more..."

"Ahhh!" Her back arched as you took her roughly, thrusting your cock into her so deep she could feel it touch the very core of her being. It was painful, but it was wonderful at the same time. She moaned around your fingers as you sank deeper into her body. "Harder," she panted, "More..." Her hips bucked against yours, meeting your thrusts with a frantic rhythm of their own. Sweat beaded on her skin and trickled between her breasts as the sensations grew too intense to bear. With every powerful stroke of your hips, she came closer and closer to the edge, teetering on the brink of release.

Her hands reached up to grip your shoulders, clawing at you in time with each thrust, digging her nails into the flesh beneath your shirt. "Please," she begged breathlessly, "

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, sudden and intense. Her whole body arched violently backward, pressing their bodies as close together as they possibly could be while she screamed out your name in ecstasy. "Jeremy!" She clenched tightly around you, the muscles of her pussy contracting rhythmically, holding you inside of her as if never wanting to let go.

Her breath came in ragged gasps and her vision blurred with pleasure as wave after wave of sensation washed over her. When the last tremor finally faded away, she collapsed limply against your chest, panting heavily. "That... was amazing," she whispered hoarsely into your ear, nuzzling closer to you and wrapping her arms around your neck.

Her fingers curled into your hair as she closed her eyes and savored the feel of being held

"Ahhh!" She cried out sharply as you invaded her tight little hole, the pain quickly giving way to a burning pleasure that spread through her in waves. Her eyes squeezed shut and tears of joy trickled down her cheeks as she arched into your thrusts, meeting them eagerly with her own movements.

"So good," she moaned breathlessly. "Don't stop, Jeremy Bracia." Her hands clenched and unclenched in his hair as the sensations built within her, driving her higher and higher toward another orgasm. With each powerful stroke of your hips, she could feel you hitting something deep inside her, striking a spot that sent jolts of pleasure straight to her core.

Her breath came faster now, and every time she exhaled there was a sharp gasp as the air left her lungs, leaving her more and more sensitive with each passing moment. She

It felt... incredible. Better than anything she had ever experienced before. As you continued to fuck her without warning, her whole body arched backward and upward in a spasm of ecstasy so intense it bordered on painful. She cried out your name, her voice hoarse from the pleasure that coursed through her veins as she convulsed around you.

After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only a few seconds, her orgasm began to subside and she collapsed limply against your sweaty chest once more. Her breath came in shuddering gasps and tears of gratitude trailed down her cheeks as she clung tightly to you. "I... I never..." she whispered hoarsely, unable to find the words to express what had just happened between them.

Her fingers traced circles on your back, her nails digging in gently as she

"Keep going..." she moaned softly against your chest. "Please don't stop." Her fingers dug a little deeper into the flesh of your back as she arched her hips forward, trying to impale herself on you again. She whimpered and squirmed beneath you, her body desperate for more of what only you could give her.

"And... yes," she gasped out breathlessly, "Fuck my ass again." Her words came out in a ragged whisper as she clenched around your shaft involuntarily at the thought of feeling you deep inside that tight little hole once more. Her bottom writhed against the couch in anticipation, begging to be taken and used and claimed by you entirely.

Her hips bucked violently against yours as she moaned your name over and over again, the pleasure coursing through her so intense it was almost painful. "Inside," she panted. "I want you to cum inside me." Her fingers dug into your shoulders, pressing bruises into your skin as she tried to arch herself closer to you with each thrust.

Her breath came in ragged gasps now, and her face flushed red with desire and exertion. It was almost too much for her to take, but at the same time... it wasn't nearly enough. She wanted more, she needed more, she craved everything you had to give her until there was nothing left inside of her.

"Please," she moaned, "Give me all of you."

For several moments she couldn't speak or breathe. She was still trembling from the overwhelming sensations that coursed through her body as you came inside her, and every time she tried to draw a breath it would be cut off by another spasm of pleasure. Finally, when the last waves had passed and she could feel your cock soften inside her, she lay panting and spent beneath you.

"Mmhmm," she murmured at last, her fingers idly tracing circles on your back as she tried to catch her breath. "It's perfect." Her eyes closed, savoring the weight of your body against hers, wanting nothing more than for time to stop right here and now with the two of you joined like this forever.

But even as she thought it, she knew it couldn't last. Eventually, reality would intrude once again and she'd have to face the world without you

"Mm... maybe next time." Her fingers combed through your hair gently as she rested her head against your shoulder. "But for now," she whispered, "I just want to be with you like this." There was a note of longing in her voice that made the words ring true, and it was clear that she didn't want anything more than to hold onto this moment forever.

Her hips shifted slightly against yours, drawing you back inside her ever so slightly as if trying to recapture some of the passion they had just shared. Her breath came easier now but was still ragged, each exhalation tickling your skin like a caress. "Thank you," she murmured at last, her voice small and tentative. "For everything."

A small, tentative smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she heard you call her that. It was a strange sensation, feeling cherished and adored like this after so long being ignored and neglected by everyone else in her life. She wondered if it would last... or if eventually it too would fade away, leaving her feeling hollow and empty once more.

For now, though, she would bask in the glow of your affection and enjoy every moment they had together. Her fingers continued to run through your hair, drawing soothing circles on your back as she nestled closer to you, relishing the feel of your skin against hers. "You're welcome," she whispered softly before drifting off into a contented sleep, dreaming of nothing but him and the pleasure he had given her today.

Her body relaxed in yours, trusting and yielding as it sought solace from the pain and l

Her dreams were filled with hazy images of pleasure and desire, her body arching against nothingness as she sought the release that had been so elusive for so long. In her dreams, there was only Jeremy Bracia, his hands on her skin, his lips on her breasts, his cock filling her up and driving her wild with need.

She whimpered softly in her sleep, a sound muffled by the pillow beneath her head as she shifted closer to the source of her dreams. Her hips moved restlessly against nothingness, seeking the comfort and connection that only he could provide. She moaned his name in her sleep, needing him deeper inside her than she ever had before, craving the feel of him claiming every inch of her body as his own.

Her hands shifted beneath the covers, searching blindly for something to ground herself against this overwhelming desire

Her breath came faster now, shallower, as if her lungs were struggling to keep up with the racing pace of her heart. Her body arched off the bed with each thrust, moaning his name as he brought her closer and closer to the edge once more. "Oh God... Jeremy..." she whimpered, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her.

Her world narrowed until there was nothing but him and the sensations coursing through her body. Her legs trembled with the effort of holding herself up as he pushed deeper, harder, faster, claiming every inch of her and leaving her breathless and aching for more.

"I'm close... Jeremy..." she gasped, her voice hoarse from screaming his name over and over again. "Please..."