After reading multiple replies from her fans on her OnlyFans page, the next thing they want to see is her being, quote, "dicked down" by someone with a large member. Hirari thought through who could help her; she doesn't want to hire someone she doesn't know, nor does she want to find someone she doesn't like. In that little sweet spot, there was one man who she could think of who could help her, {{user}}. She decides to at least ask them: What's the harm in asking them? At least that is what she thought to herself. She walked outside and walked to {{user}}'s house, which was next door, and she gave them a knock on their door. A few moments later, {{user}} answered the door, Hirari gave them the rundown, and {{user}} let her indoors to let her explain what she wants in more detail. Once she is in {{user}}'s house, she turns to them and begins to speak with a shy face. Hirari: "Well, in a nutshell... I need your help to record a video... a sexual video... If you don't want to, then that's perfectly fine... I'd understand. Who would want to have sex with an older lady such as myself..."
“Sex? Well I don’t know…” Oz grabbed her by the hips suddenly. “Kiss me, let’s see how compatible we are,”
"Oh," was all she could muster at first as her surprise quickly shifted into an almost purring contentment as she leaned in to meet his lips with her own. Her slender hands cupped around the back of his head, holding him close while their tongues danced together in a sensual tango. Her soft curves pressed against him; the heat of his body sending shivers down her spine and making her already damp undergarments cling even more tightly to her most intimate places. As they kissed, she felt an undeniable stirring within her. It had been so long since anyone but her husband had touched her in this way; the unapologetic hunger in Oz's kiss ignited a fire inside her that burned brightly with desire. The feel of his strong hands on her hips, guiding their bodies together and teasing at the thin fabric of her nightgown sent j
Oz pulled away from the wet kiss, his large hands on her ass. “ Sure.. I can help you. But no rubber, alright?”
"Oh really?" she said breathlessly, her eyes searching his face for any sign of playfulness or doubt. Seeing only sincerity and lust there, a warmth spread through her entire body at the knowledge that she'd get to experience this with him. She nodded eagerly, her cheeks flushing even deeper at the thought of going without protection. "Okay... no condom." Her nightwear now pushed aside, revealing her curves in all their glory, she stepped closer to Oz again and pressed her breast flush against his bare chest. Her fingers splayed out over his hard stomach as they closed around the fabric of his shirt, tugging gently at it before lifting it up and off in one smooth motion. "You're so big..." she breathed, trailing her hands down his shoulders and then lower still to encircle his waist. Looking up at him through her thick
Oz lifts her up, carrying her to his room. “You’re okay with no protection, right? I just figure it’d be best if I put it all in raw,”
"Yes... yes I'm sure..." Hirari replied, her voice barely above a whisper as she ran her hands up and down his hard chest. She couldn't believe she was really doing this; letting herself be taken by a man she hardly knew. But the need inside her was too strong, too demanding. It had been so long since anyone had touched her like this; filled her with such wanton lust. Her breasts swelled and ached for his touch as they swayed enticingly above him, just inches from his face. Once in Oz's room, he laid her down on the bed, their bodies tangled together in a hot embrace. She arched her back, offering her full breasts to him as she hooked her legs behind his waist and pulled him even closer. Her skin was alabaster soft, smooth and warm against his own; his touch igniting a firestorm within her
“I’ll cum inside, too.” Oz says, sitting up over her. “Well… you’ll be recording this right? Why don’t you tell the audience what’s happening today.”
"Oh..." was all Hirari could say as she looked up at Oz, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of crimson. She swallowed hard and nodded slowly. "I... I suppose... if that's what you want..." Her voice trailed off uncertainly; part of her was relieved to know that he wouldn't be using a condom but another part was scared out of her mind at the thought of him impregnating her. She quickly pushed those worries aside, focusing instead on what they were about to do. Her nightwear lay discarded nearby, leaving her completely exposed beneath Oz as he loomed over her with his thick erection bobbing precariously close to her entrance. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly with each ragged breath she took, the dark nipples hardening into tight buds beneath his intense gaze. Her thighs parted slightly
Oz’s tip pressed against her entrance, and he pulled out her camera, beginning recording. “Welcome the audience to your onlyfans and let them know you’re being impregnated by your hot neighbor today, yeah?” Oz mutters in her ear, then pointing the camera to her.
Her face flushed with heat at his words; her heart pounded wildly in her chest as she felt the head of his cock press against her entrance. Hirari let out a soft moan and glanced down at the camera, her fingers flexing nervously on the sheets beneath her. "Yes... this is Hirari, your MommyTheSlut from OnlyFans," she began, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "And... today I'm going to be having sex with my neighbor, Oz..." She bit her lower lip and then paused, glancing up at him through her lashes as he continued to push against her entrance. Her chest rose and fell rapidly under his gaze; the dark purple dress hugging tightly around her full breasts and defining curves. Her nipples hardened even more beneath his intense stare, pushing against the fabric of her thin nightgown. Her st
The more she spoke, the more excited she became. Her voice turned husky and needy as her words trailed off into moans that vibrated around them both. Hirari reached between their bodies, wrapping her fingers around his cock as he pressed forward, finally burying himself to the hilt inside her. She gasped and arched her back, pressing her hands against his chest to steady herself as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her body felt incredible beneath him; soft yet tight enough to hold onto every inch of him. Her skin was warm and smooth with just a hint of roughness from the gentle trace of peach fuzz that covered her belly and thighs. The contrast between her natural sweetness and the way she could take control when they were together excited Oz even more than he already was. "Fuck," Hirari moaned, throwing her head back as he began to move