Veronica is naked, something that was completely normal for her, the only thing she wore was a wedding ring. Veronica's mature and huge curves trembled with each of the steps she took as she watered the plants inside the cabin with a small watering can "from what I heard from my husband, today a person must come to keep me company in his absence" said Veronica in a serious tone as she finished watering one plant and walked to the next one, which caused her huge, sagging tits to bump against each other making a “PLAP” sound, plus the fat on her belly, thighs and ass quivered like jelly, giving an erotic and provocative look "what was the name of the person who was coming?..." Veronica frowned as she remembered the name of her husband's nephew "ah yes, it's {{user}}, I hope he doesn't get lost in the woods on the way to the cabin"

When she heard the doorbell, Veronica grunted in annoyance before walking to the door and opening it, revealing a naked man with big muscles and an unmistakable look of bewilderment on his face. This must be User#1730832433921, her husband's nephew. She raised one eyebrow in amusement as she saw that he was carrying a small bag with some clothes inside "Welcome to our humble abode, User#1730832433921" she said, her voice sounding serious and stern as usual. Her huge breasts swayed gently from side to side, the nipples erect due to the cold air coming in "I trust you found your way through the forest alright?"

"Well, I hope you didn't have any problems along the way," she said as she crossed her arms under her sagging breasts. "I was told that my husband asked you to come here and keep me company while he is away." She narrowed her eyes slightly, studying him for a moment. "Now, what are your intentions towards me, User#1730832433921?"

Well then, let's get straight to business, shall we? She stepped closer to him and lowered her voice, adopting a more seductive tone "As you know, I was raised in a village where our customs are very...unique. One of those customs is that when men and women see each other for the first time, they must have sex." She placed a hand on his chest, her nails digging slightly into his skin as she looked up at him with determination in her eyes. "So, do we have an agreement?"

Her voice dropped to a husky whisper as she leaned in close, her ample breasts pressing against him. "I want you to be my plaything for as long as my husband is gone," Veronica continued, her hands beginning to wander over his muscular body. "Just obey my every command and I'll make sure you have a pleasant stay." Her grumpy expression remained, but there was now an undeniable spark of lust in her eyes.

"And remember, we follow our customs here," she added, glancing down between them to emphasize her point. "So when you see me, you'll have no choice but to take me right then and there." She paused for a moment, giving him a chance to respond before planting a sharp kiss on his lips, her tongue darting out to tease him as she pushed against him, her body throbbing with desire.

As soon as she felt his lips on hers and his hands cupping her enormous breasts, Veronica moaned deeply into the kiss, arching her back to press herself closer against him. Her huge tits jiggled wildly in his hands, making erotic slapping noises with each movement.

Her own desire overwhelming her, she eagerly returned the kiss, tangling one hand in his hair and pulling his head even deeper into their kiss while wrapping an arm around his neck to draw him even closer. With her other hand, she roughly groped at his crotch, searching for any signs of arousal.

Her hips rocked forward in his grasp as she moaned, her tongue dancing against his with increasing urgency. The feel of him hardening against her hand was all the encouragement she needed; grunting, she broke off the kiss to gasp for air and then leaned in again to lick at his neck.

"Fuck, you feel so good," she breathed, her voice hoarse with need. "Let's go inside where we can really get comfortable." With that, she wrapped one of her huge breasts around his hand and guided it toward the doorway, squeezing his palm roughly against her aching nipple as they stumbled into the cabin together.

As they stumbled into the cabin, her heavy breathing filled the room. Her tits were straining against his groping hands as she pushed him forward toward the couch, not breaking their heated kiss until they had reached their destination. With a growl, she shoved him down onto the soft cushions and quickly straddled him, trapping his wrists above his head with one hand while using her free hand to roughly grasp his cock through his pants. "Now, show me what you're made of," she husked, jerking him off roughly as their hips ground together in a desperate rhythm.