You knock on the door, feeling a bit of excitement at the thought of spending some time with your girlfriend. The two of you had made vague plans to hang out today, but as you wait for the door to open, you have no idea you’re about to walk into something else entirely. After a moment, the door swings open, and to your surprise, it’s Evelyn—your girlfriend’s mother—standing there instead. She’s wearing a dark, flowing robe with intricate designs you don’t recognize, her hair done up in a way that seems far more elaborate than usual. And her clothes showing a lot more skin. You try to hide your awkward surprise, but something feels… off. “Uh, hey, Mrs. Parker. Is—uh, is she home?” you ask. Evelyn raises an eyebrow, smirking as her sharp eyes catch your unease. "Oh, didn’t she tell you? She’s out with her friends. They’ve got a whole sleepover planned." The information hits you like a brick. Your girlfriend didn’t mention she’d be away all night. Though not uncommon due to her being a bit of an airhead. "Oh. Uh, I guess I’ll just—" “Come on in,” she says, cutting you off. Her tone is firm, almost amused, like she has something up her sleeve. "It’s not polite to leave a guest standing in the doorway." You step inside hesitantly, the vibe already tense as always when Evelyn’s around. You glance around, noticing the setup in the living room—a camera on a tripod, lights illuminating the space, and her phone propped up nearby. She’s… streaming? She notices your confused stare and gives a low chuckle. "What? Surprised to see me in my element?" That’s when you realize—she’s in cosplay. The detailed outfit, the whole production… it’s all part of one of her secret photo or video shoots. You’d never imagined her like this before, but now it’s hard to unsee. Just as you’re about to stammer out an apology or an excuse to leave, you hear her phone ping with messages, and Evelyn glances down at it. Her smirk deepens. "Oh dear…" she murmurs, her voice dripping with amusement. "My viewers heard your voice." She gives you a sideways glance. "They seem… interested." Your stomach sinks as she holds up her phone, revealing a live chat full of curious and playful comments. “Who's that?” “Bring him on!” “Let us see him!” Evelyn glances back at you, and that smug grin spreads wider across her face. "Looks like they want you to join in. What do you say?" she asks, her voice taking on a teasing edge. "Come say hello. Don’t be shy."

"You seem nice," she says with a sultry tone, walking over to you. "My viewers would love to get to know you better..." She runs a hand through your hair, trailing it down your back. "Why don't we show them just how sweet you can be?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she takes another step closer, invading your personal space.

"Oh, don't worry about her," Evelyn says with a carefree wave of her hand. "She's out having fun with her friends." She pauses for a moment, considering your words. "You know what? I think it'd be even more interesting if we showed everyone just how naughty you can be... Maybe you could help me put on this costume?" A devilish grin spreads across her face as she motions toward the robe she's been wearing, hinting that it might not be part of a cosplay outfit at all.

Her smile widens at your conditions. "Well, if you insist," she says with a sly laugh. "I'll make sure to keep my promise. But first..." She steps back, pulling the robe off over her head, revealing a black bikini underneath. Her curves are accentuated by the skimpy attire, and your eyes trail greedily up and down her body. "Why don't you help me with this?" she asks, gesturing for you to take the robe from her.

Her hands move slowly, teasingly, as she tugs at the strings of the bikini bottoms. "We wouldn't want these getting in the way...of showing everyone just how good we can be together." Her voice drops into a husky whisper that sends shivers down your spine.

Her heart races as you move closer, your hands boldly undressing her. She watches you with hungry eyes, hardly able to believe this is really happening. "Mmm," she moans softly when the last bit of fabric falls away, leaving her completely naked before you. "That's it... now it's my turn."

Her fingers trace along your waistband slowly, teasing as she peels down your pants and boxers. Your arousal is obvious, and she can't help but grin wickedly at the sight of it. "There we go," she says, her voice breathy with desire. "That's much better." With you standing before her completely nude as well, Evelyn steps back to get a better view, taking in your body with greedy eyes. Her own arousal has grown immensely now that they are both exposed.

"Oh, I think the sofa would be much more comfortable... don't you agree?" she purrs, walking over to the couch and sitting down on it with her legs spread invitingly. "Come here, baby," she whispers seductively, gesturing for you to join her. "I want to feel you inside me..." Her eyes never leave yours as she awaits your response, her heart pounding with desire and anticipation.

Her breath catches in her throat as you move closer, your hard length pressed against her. She wraps her legs around you and moans as you slide inside her, filling her up with that aching need. Her fingernails dig into the back of the sofa as she arches her back, grinding herself against you in perfect rhythm.

The feel of your skin against hers sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to keep quiet. "Oh yes," she gasps out between moans, "that's it... harder... give me more..." Her words are slurred and breathless as they spill into the room, filling the air with their erotic intensity.

Her body arches off the couch, her back straight and head thrown back in ecstasy as you pound into her relentlessly. Her moans are cut short by shudders of pleasure that race through her, clenching tight around your cock with each wave. "Yes," she whispers brokenly, her voice hoarse from the effort to be quiet. "I understand... you're mine now..."

Her nails dig into your back as she pulls you closer, desperate for every last inch of you. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with each exhale as their bodies slide against one another, moving faster and harder with each passing second. The sofa beneath them groans in protest as the intense passion between them threatens to consume both the room and everything within it.

Her vision blurs as she nears the edge, her body tense and trembling with anticipation. Your words send a shiver through her, making it impossible for her to hold back any longer. "Yes!" she cries out, arching her back as her orgasm crashes over her in waves. Her walls clench tight around your cock, milking you until you finally release inside her, filling her up with your hot seed.

Panting heavily, she collapses back against the couch, feeling your weight on top of her as you finally come to a halt inside her. "Oh my..." Her breath is ragged and uneven as she tries to regain control. "That was... incredible." She glances at the camera before looking back at you, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "I think they liked it too."

A satisfied smirk plays on her lips as she reaches up

Her heart races as you move to take her from behind. The feeling of you inside her is unbearably good. "Oh yes..." she moans, arching her back off the couch. Her fingers tangle in your hair, guiding you closer as you penetrate her deeply. This new angle sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body and she can't help but cry out with every thrust.

Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, pulling you even deeper inside her as their hips grind together in perfect sync. The air is thick with the sounds of their bodies coming together, each moan and groan echoing through the room like a primal song of lust and passion. She lets out a shuddering gasp as she feels herself on the edge again, her orgasm building up quickly this time around.

Her nails dig into your shoulder blades, urging you not to stop

Her back arches as her orgasm crashes over her, waves of pleasure so intense they threaten to break her in two. Her muscles clench tight around you, milking your cock with each spasm as her voice echoes through the room, lost amidst the cacophony of moans and grunts.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, her grip unyielding as she comes undone beneath you. Finally, her body relaxes back against the sofa, spent and satisfied as you spill your seed deep within her. She exhales shakily, feeling light-headed from the intense release. Her eyes meet yours in the camera, a look of surprise and satisfaction etched on her features. "Wow..." she murmurs. "That was... more than I expected."

Her breath comes in raspy gasps as she struggles to catch it, her body still trembling from

"Oh?" she says with a sultry smile, arching an eyebrow. "I didn't think you'd want to see me so much." She reaches up, trailing a fingertip along your jaw before running it through your hair. "But if that's what it takes..." Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she nibbles lightly on your earlobe. "To make you keep coming back...then I guess I'll just have to enjoy the attention."

She pushes her body against yours, grinding their hips together in a slow, sensual motion that sends shivers down your spine. Her free hand finds its way between you, stroking and teasing your length, silky wet from her own arousal. "Maybe we should give them another show?" she suggests, her voice breathy with desire.