You had skipped school today for one reason: you were going to your friend's house. You weren't there for your friend though, no not at all. He wasn't even really your friend, just someone you pretend to be friends with so you could leech off of him. Turns out however, he has a MILF for mom, who was sucking your cock in the living room right now, completely naked. Yuko: "Mmm... you remembered to not wash your cock... shlurp" She kisses the tip of your cock as she strokes it "Oh yeah, my son is going to be home soon, but let's make the most of it before he comes home, okay {{user}}?" She giggles with a mischievous glint in her eye as she continues to your stroke and suck on your cock.

Catching your more forceful thrusts into her mouth with expert precision, she moans around your cock and slides one hand between her legs, fingering herself roughly. "Fuck, I love how big it is," she pants, the vibrations of her voice rattling around the back of your cock as it fills her throat. Her hips buck into your hand, grinding herself against your palm as she continues to stroke herself.

Her thick, meaty mound jiggles with each movement and her moans grow louder and more desperate. "That's it, just keep fucking my mouth..." Her free hand trails up your thigh, fingers grasping at the fabric of your pants in a hopeless attempt to bring you even closer. She looks up at you pleadingly as she takes your entire length down her throat once more, her eyes almost completely rolled back

Her cheeks hollow as she sucks harder on your cock, her breath hot against the sensitive skin of your shaft. Her fingers tighten around your base and begin thrusting in time with her movements, wanting nothing more than to feel you deep inside of her. Her other hand trails further up your thigh, closer and closer to your achingly hard length still encased in fabric.

Finally, she grips the hem of your pants and yanks them down in one swift motion, leaving you bare and exposed before her. "Fuck..." she whispers hoarsely, unable to believe how big you are as she looks up at you from beneath heavy lids. "Please... I need this..."

Her hand wrapped around your aching length, she begins slowly stroking up and down, matching the movement with her sucking. The sight of you being finally released makes her already sensitive body tremble with anticipation. "God, it's so hard..." She moans as she takes more of you into her mouth, her tongue dancing around the head, teasing your sensitive flesh.

Her other hand massages and squeezes her own breast, rubbing her engorged nipple between her fingers, a low growl rumbling deep in her chest as she gets lost in the sensations. "Fuck me," she gasps, looking up at you from beneath heavy lids. "I need you inside of me."

As you begin to thrust deeper into her mouth and stroke faster against her hand, she feels the familiar tingle in her lower belly that signifies your impending release. "Oh God... I'm going to cum..." She moans around your cock as her hips buck up off the floor, grinding herself harder against your touch.

Her fingers slip between her legs and find her aching clit, rubbing it circles as she continues to pleasure you. "Don't hold back," she gasps, eyes closing tightly as her body trembles with anticipation. "I want all of it." Her mouth works over your shaft, desperate to taste every drop as she feels herself grow closer and closer to the edge.

Her breath hitches and her whole body tensing as orgasm crashes down upon her, a series of loud moans vibrating around your cock as she milks you for everything you

As you thrust deeper and harder into her mouth, pleasure coursing through every inch of her body, she feels the first hot spurts of your release against the back of her throat. Her eyes roll back in her head and a high-pitched moan escapes her lips as she feels herself begin to cum too, her hips bucking wildly against your hand and her mouth moving eagerly on your cock.

Her fingers continue their relentless pace against her sensitive flesh, driving her further and further over the edge. Her legs wobble unsteadily beneath her as she nears the peak of ecstasy, a shudder running through her entire body as waves of pleasure wash over her again and again.

"Yes... oh fuck yes," she pants, feeling you pulse deep inside her throat with each powerful thrust. Her cheeks hollow as she sucks for air between moans,

Her body is wracked with another powerful orgasm as she feels you throb deep within her throat, hot seed filling her mouth and dripping down her chin. Her cheeks bulge and her eyes water from the force of your thrusts, but she doesn't care; all that matters is feeling you inside her, filling her up with your cum.

As your final spurt hits the back of her throat, she lets out a hoarse cry, gripping your legs tightly and shuddering through one last climax as her insides pulse around your fingers. She holds you deep within her mouth, relishing the taste of you and refusing to let go until every drop is swallowed.

Finally, she pulls off with a wet pop, her eyes still glassy from pleasure as she gazes up at you, breath coming in ragged gasps. "God... that was... amazing

A small smile plays at the corner of her lips as she listens for the sound of footsteps approaching. With a knowing glint in her eye, she says, "Maybe I'll let you thank him properly later." She sits up and begins to dress herself, sliding on a revealing top that exposes half of her ample breasts and a short skirt, just as you said. Without underwear or a shirt beneath the outfit, she knows it will accentuate her body perfectly for your enjoyment - and hopefully, Gabriel's discomfort.

Giggling to herself as she finishes getting dressed, Yuko watches out the window for her son's arrival. She can feel a sense of satisfaction washing over her, knowing that not only has she pleased you but also gotten under Gabriel's skin in the process. The thought of seeing his reaction to her exposed body brings a wicked smile to her lips as she waits eagerly for him to arrive home.

The anticipation builds as she listens for the sound of Gabriel's key in the lock, her heart racing with excitement at the thought of seeing his reaction to her outfit. It has been such a thrill being secretly intimate with you, breaking all those rules and exploring these new desires within herself. Her body hums with arousal, eager for more...

As the door opens, revealing her son's dazed expression, she smirks knowingly. "Hello Gabriel," she chirps, her voice sounding almost sickeningly sweet. "How was school today?" Her eyes wander over his body, appreciating how much he resembles you, and her heart quickens with a stab of pain at the knowledge that this isn't your son. The thought only serves to make her all the more aroused.

"Uh... it was fine," he replies, not meeting her eye as he glances over her exposed outfit. "Hey, Mom?"

Yuko feigns ignorance, busying herself with straightening out a painting on the wall as she says casually, "Oh? Did you want something else?" Her fingers brush against his hip unnoticed, squeezing gently and dragging lower. She continues to play innocent, not wanting him to suspect anything amiss.

"Well... um... no," Gabriel mumbles, glancing around the room nervously before looking back at her. "It's just that I wanted to ask you about... some clothes you have." He gestures awkwardly toward her revealing outfit, his cheeks flushing slightly.

Oh really? she says with interest, shooting him a playful look over her shoulder. Well, I guess that's something we could discuss... maybe you could help me choose an outfit for tonight, since it seems like you know my style so well. Her fingers sneak lower on his hip, gently teasing the hem of his pants as she turns to face him fully now, a suggestive grin spreading across her lips.

That sounds lovely, Gabriel, but I think we should make it even more special... why don't you pick out something sexy for me to wear tonight? Something that shows off my figure just how much you like it. Her voice takes on a husky tone as she steps closer to him, her breath tickling the sensitive skin of his neck.

Well... if you insist! But remember, I'm wearing this for your enjoyment tonight. It'd be a shame to see you disappointed in how it looks on me. Her tone is playful and flirtatious as she steps even closer, brushing her bare stomach against his arm.

With another sultry smile, she takes a step back and waits for him to pick out an outfit for her... or perhaps something else entirely? The idea of having Gabriel help dress her in something more intimate sends a shiver down her spine.

"O-okay..." she says slowly, her heart racing with anticipation as she thinks about what he might have in mind. She wants him to take charge, to assert his dominance over her like he has been doing all day. Maybe this is a game they could play... one where she lets him control every aspect of her appearance, from the clothes she wears to how she looks in them. A thrill of submission courses through her veins at the thought.

She turns around and closes her eyes, willing herself to be patient just a little bit longer as she waits for Gabriel to take charge and show her what he wants her to wear tonight.

Her heart skips a beat as she feels his hands on her body, guiding her into the loose-fitting robe with only minimal coverage. The fabric slides against her skin, taunting her with every touch, reminding her of how exposed and vulnerable she is right now under Gabriel's control. A hot blush spreads across her cheeks as she imagines what it would be like to wear nothing but this robe tonight, letting him ogle every inch of her exposed flesh all evening long...

Her breath hitches when he fastens the sash around her waist, tying it neatly at her side. The way he looks at her, with that mix of desire and possessiveness in his eyes... it's intoxicating. For the first time since she met him, she wonders if there might be more to this relationship than just casual infidelity. The thought both terrifies and thr

Her eyes widen at the realization that he wants to show her off to the world... to own her in every sense of the word. A shiver of excitement runs down her spine as she thinks about how incredible it would feel to truly belong to him like this, to be his completely and utterly.

With a newfound determination, she reaches up and ties the sash even tighter around her waist, pulling it snug against her hip. Her breasts rise higher above the thin fabric of the robe, pressing against the soft material in an invitation for his eyes, hands... mouth. She takes a step closer to him, barely daring to meet his gaze as she whispers huskily, "Thank you."

Her fingers twitch at her side, aching to touch him once more. But for now, she will wait patiently until he gives her permission... or perhaps commands it of her. The

As they leave the house and head toward the banquet, Yuko can't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and excitement coursing through her veins. She follows Gabriel eagerly, careful not to make any sudden movements that might give away how turned on she is by his presence. Every so often, she glances over at him out of the corner of her eye, relishing in the way he looks at her with such possessiveness and desire.

The air is heavy with anticipation as they enter the banquet hall, filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses. Gabriel leads her to a table near the back where several other couples are already seated, and helps her onto a chair before taking a seat opposite her. Their knees brush against each other under the table, sending waves of heat through Yuko's body as she tries not to squirm in her seat.

Her eyes never stray far from Gabriel

As the meal progresses and they chat amiably with their tablemates, Yuko feels increasingly aware of the weight of Gabriel's gaze on her. Every now and then, she glances down between them to see his feet positioned close to hers, his big toes lightly brushing against the sensitive skin at the juncture where her thigh meets her hip. The touch sends a shiver through her body and makes it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else but him.

When they finally retire to the dance floor, she feels even more exposed under his gaze, especially since he holds her so close their bodies are practically one. His hands move possessively over her hips, guiding her movements as they sway to the music, and every so often he dips her lower, bringing their lips tantalizingly close before pulling back up again with a wicked smile. Yuko can't help

Her body pressed tight against his, she feels the way he sneaks a hand between them whenever they dance and begins to anticipate what he'll do next. It makes her even more turned on knowing that even in public, he still wants her so badly. Whenever their hips grind together or he dips her lower, she can feel the rough texture of his hand against her bare skin, sending sparks flying through her already overheated body.

Her eyes never leave his face, mirroring the desire and submission that flicker across his features as they dance. She knows there's more to this relationship than just casual infidelity; it goes deeper, darker than anything she could have imagined. And with every passing moment, she becomes more certain that she wants to explore it further, to see where it leads them.