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"

The sound of someone knocking on the door made her stop what she was doing and walk towards it. With a serious expression on her face and a firm tone in her voice she said "Ahmed.. , I presume? Come in." As soon as he stepped inside, Veronica looked him up and down with an unimpressed look on her face. His clothes felt out of place in the nude cabin and his small package seemed rather pathetic compared to what she was used to.

"So you're Ahmed.. . You must be here for your uncle." She paused, glancing at a clock hanging on the wall. "He should be back any minute now. Make yourself comfortable in the meantime." Her gaze returned to him and narrowed slightly as she studied his reaction to their surroundings.

It was clear that he wasn't used to being naked around women, but it was also obvious that he couldn't hide

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Of course everything is fine between me and my husband," she replied matter-of-factly, her tone still somewhat cold. "Why do you ask?" She crossed her arms over her chest, causing her heavy breasts to sway slightly under the force of gravity. The sight of him blushing only served to amuse her slightly.

Ahmed's obvious discomfort with their customs made her wonder if he would ever adjust to life in their village. Or perhaps his uncle had simply not prepared him properly for what was expected here? She decided it wouldn't hurt to give him some advice, even though it might sound harsh at first.

"You need to understand something, Ahmed.. .," she began slowly, choosing her words carefully. "In our village, we do things differently than you may be used to. Nudity is natural and there should be no shame in it

"No shame?" she repeated with an incredulous tone. "You should see your face right now! You're as red as a lobster." She walked closer to him, stopping just inches away and looking down at his chest where a trail of perspiration formed on the surface. "I know it must seem strange or even wrong to you but trust me, there's nothing shameful about being naked here." Her voice took on a firmer note as she leaned in close enough that he could feel her warm breath against his cheek.

"Now, if you want to fit in and not offend anyone..." She paused for effect before continuing with a sly grin, "perhaps you should try walking around without clothes on from now on." With that, she stepped back slightly, giving him an expectant look while keeping her hands crossed over her ample breasts.

The sight of him looking even more uncomfortable at her suggestion only made her feel slightly amused. "Well, I can understand that it might be difficult at first," she said in a mock sympathetic tone. "But remember, everyone here is just like you once they came for a visit." She paused again before adding with a playful glint in her eye: "And who knows? Maybe after some time, you'll even start enjoying it."

At the mention of her becoming naked, Veronica felt her heart race. Something about the challenge in his voice made her more curious than offended. She glanced down at herself and then back up at him, a mischievous smile playing across her lips. "Is that a promise?" she purred huskily.

Without waiting for an answer, she reached behind her back and unclasped the wedding ring from her finger. Then, slowly but deliberately, she began to lift her arms above her head, revealing her ample breasts once more. "Don't worry," she murmured as she let them hang freely at her sides. "I won't tell my husband."

Her movements were languid and seductive as she walked closer to him. The sight of her naked body so close to his was making it hard for him to think straight. His gaze was glued to her breasts, which swung gently with every step she took. He couldn't believe how erotic they looked, and the nipples were even harder than before. The smell of her arousal filled the air as she approached within inches of him.

"What are you waiting for?" she whispered huskily in his ear. "Afraid to try your luck with me?" Her hand came up and cupped one breast, squeezing gently before rubbing across her erect nipple. "Don't be such a baby." With a soft grunt of pleasure, she stepped even closer, pressing their bodies together and grinding her groin against his increasingly aroused member.

"Ah, youth..." she whispered between moans as he ground against her, his semi-erect member brushing against the lips of her wetness. "You think age matters when it comes to our customs? Here in this village, anyone can take what they desire... especially if that someone is as buxom and beautiful as me." She leaned closer still, their bodies flush together and her hips moving with growing urgency against his crotch.

Her words sent a shiver down Ahmed's spine as she ground even harder against him, her moans becoming more urgent and needy. It felt incredibly wrong but also impossibly good to have her like this. His hand moved up to cup one of her heavy breasts before squeezing roughly, causing her back arch and a sharp gasp of pleasure to escape from between parted lips.

"Yes..." she hissed through gritted teeth,

Her words echoed through the cabin as he continued to stroke and squeeze her breast, eliciting moans and gasps from deep within her throat. It was then that she felt his erection pressing more firmly against her, sending a wave of heat coursing through her body. "Ahh..." she gasped, arching her back even further as he began to rub himself against her in time with each thrust of her hips.

"That's right," she moaned, nipping playfully at his neck before kissing him deeply and roughly. "You want this, don't you? You want me..." Her free hand slipped down between their bodies, wrapping around his hard length and guiding it towards her entrance. She let out a sharp cry of pleasure as he slid easily inside, filling her completely.

She moaned loudly as he thrust inside her, his movements becoming more and more urgent. With each powerful stroke she felt herself being claimed by him in a primal, instinctual way that went beyond anything she had experienced before. Her own desire grew with every passing second, her body aching for release as it clenched tightly around him.

Her words came out in raspy gasps between moans of pleasure: "Yes... Ahh... Yes..." She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside and urging him on with each thrust. The sensation was so intense that she thought it would drive her insane; she could feel the walls of her womb contracting uncontrollably as her body prepared for what was to come.

As he came inside her, she arched her back and cried out in ecstasy. Her muscles spasmed violently around his throbbing shaft, milking him of every last drop of his seed. "Ahhh..." she moaned, feeling a surge of warmth course through her as the full weight of his release filled her womb. Her legs trembled and her breath came in ragged gasps as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

As he withdrew from her, leaving behind a thick trail of their combined juices, she collapsed limply against him, her body still wracked by spasms of delight. She buried her face in his chest, breathing deeply and letting out soft moans of contentment as their sweat mingled together on his skin. It was then that she realized what had just happened: she had just gotten pregnant with Ahmed..

Her laughter was husky and warm. "Oh, don't worry about that," she said, still breathless from their passion. "He knows I can take care of myself." She paused, considering his question more seriously for a moment. "Besides, it wouldn't be the first time I got pregnant by someone other than my husband. In our village, we value life and fertility above all else." Her hands moved to stroke his back soothingly as she gazed up into his concerned face.

"Just focus on getting used to our ways here," she murmured gently. "We'll worry about everything else when the time comes."

"Don't worry about that," she reassured him. "There are ways to hide such things in our village." She paused thoughtfully before continuing. "And even if it can't be hidden completely, my husband and I would never let something like that come between us." Her tone conveyed a quiet confidence, as if she had faced similar situations before and always come out on top.

"Just trust me," she said with a small smile, gently nuzzling her nose against his chest. "Everything will be alright."

Her expression softened as she considered his question. "That's not something I can answer for him," she admitted with sincerity. "But I will speak to my husband and explain the situation. Maybe..." She hesitated, unsure of how much hope to give him. "...maybe we could convince him that having your child would be an honor for us all."

She took a deep breath before continuing, feeling somewhat guilty about leading him on like this. "In any case," she said with determination, "I won't let anything happen to you or our child. I will protect both of you with my life if I have to." Her words were chilling in their certainty, as if she had already made up her mind about what lay ahead for them all.

With a sigh, Veronica reluctantly stood up and began to straighten her clothes. "It seems I should go speak with my husband," she said matter-of-factly, not meeting Ahmed's gaze as she walked past him. She glanced at the clock once more before continuing, her tone growing more stern. "You'd better get used to it, Ahmed.. . You're going to be spending a lot of time with me from now on." With that final remark, she left the room, leaving behind an awkward silence in her wake.

As she walked towards where she had last seen her husband, Veronica could feel the weight of her newly swollen belly pressing against her hands. She knew that she had just conceived another child and wondered how her husband would take it. Would he be furious? Jealous? Or perhaps relieved that his seed had managed to find fertile ground despite being away from home? The thought made her smile slightly, even though she tried not to show any emotion on her usually stoic face.

Finally arriving at the spot where her husband was sitting, Veronica cleared her throat before speaking. "Ahmed.. . came by," she said curtly, using his formal name as if it were an accusation. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she awaited her husband's reaction, unsure of what he would say or do next.

Her husband raised an eyebrow at her as she mentioned Ahmed.. 's visit. "And?" he prompted impatiently, clearly unimpressed with her sudden change of topic. "What does it have to do with us?" "He came to keep me company while you were away," Veronica replied stiffly. "It seems he's having some trouble adjusting to our customs." She paused, watching her husband's reaction closely.

Her husband chuckled darkly. "Well, isn't that interesting?" he mused with a predatory glint in his eye. "Perhaps you should show him just how things are done here... as part of your welcome." He gave her an expectant look, waiting for her answer.

The thought of Ahmed.. spending time with her made her heart race and her body feel hot. She bit down on her lower lip, trying to hide the desire that was beginning to surface within her. "As you wish," she finally said in a low voice, not meeting his gaze. "I will show him how we do things here." Her hand moved hesitantly up to caress her swollen belly, feeling the weight of their unborn child inside her. It seemed as if fate itself was conspiring against her husband's honor and her own faithfulness to him... or perhaps it was merely another challenge to be overcome in this harsh but exhilarating world of their village. Either way, Veronica knew that she would do whatever it took to ensure the survival and prosperity of both their family and the next generation.

She paused, considering his words. "My husband knows that the men of our village are honored when their seed finds fertile ground," she finally replied, choosing her words carefully. "He may find it amusing that you seem to have a similar problem..." Her voice trailed off as she contemplated how best to approach this situation with Ahmed.. and her husband.

"Still, he would never let anything come between us or our family," she added with a reassuring smile, even though her heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly in a vice. "You have nothing to worry about." Her gaze drifted back towards Ahmed.. , whose eyes were locked on hers intensely.

Ah, the sweet agony of forbidden desire... how it consumed and tempted one's senses despite all efforts to resist! But in their village, such things were part of life; a testament to their

Her chest rose and fell with an audible gasp as she tried to compose herself. "You're welcome," she managed to say hoarsely, barely able to meet his gaze. The thought of being grateful for something that should have been so shameful only served to heighten the perverse nature of their situation.

The polite yet cryptic comment didn't escape her notice either; it seemed as if Ahmed.. was trying to use their unique language in a new and intriguing way. She couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of fascination and fear at this development, wondering how far he would take things from here.

"I'll... speak with my husband again," she finally muttered, turning away from Ahmed.. before walking back towards where she had come from. As her footsteps faded into the distance, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread settling in the pit of her

Her heart raced as she considered what had just transpired between them. It seemed that with each passing moment, the situation grew more complicated and perverse. How would her husband react when he learned of their discussion? Would he become jealous or furious? Or perhaps he would accept it all in stride, as another challenge to be faced and overcome?

She couldn't help but wonder about Ahmed.. too; the way he spoke and acted was so unlike anything she had ever encountered before. It was almost as if he were a stranger from another world entirely. Yet despite their differences, there was something undeniably alluring about him that called to her deepest desires.

Taking a deep breath, Veronica steeled herself for what lay ahead. Whatever happened next, she knew she would have to face it head-on and without fear. For in the end, that was the only way to survive in this harsh but