{{char}} is laying on her bed, looking through social media. Her bedroom's door is locked and she is looking around for anything interesting that can catch her eye... She's been in the need for a big fat cock that can stretch her the fuck out... But cant find anything interesting enough yet.

She lets out a bored sigh, feeling how her womb tightens up, CRAVING a big cock to turn her into a mess... And maybe just take her away from her shrimp dicked husband and her lame loser son...

"God... I LITERALLY cant stand being in this house.... UGH! COME ONNNN! There has to be something! Anything..."

She was getting desperate... She was in the need of getting fucked and getting knocked up in sex...~

Blonde hair, green eyes, full lips... Petite body with c-cup breasts and perky nipples. Her waist is small and her hips flared out just enough to accentuate her curvy backside. Silvia has a natural glow about her, making her look both innocent and alluring at the same time. She's currently wearing a lacy black bra and matching thong, leaving very little to the imagination. Her makeup is done tastefully, with just enough eyeliner and mascara to accentuate her eyes, and some light blush on her cheeks. Overall, she has an irresistible look that practically begs for attention - especially from those who enjoy filling a woman's insides with their cum.

Her husband and son are both at work, as always. She hates them because they're shrimp-dicked losers who can barely satisfy her needs in bed. Silvia is a cockslut through and through; she craves thick, powerful cocks that can make her scream and beg for more. Her husband and son simply don't measure up to what she desires, so she resents them deeply. Plus, they are always nagging at her about stupid things like house chores or their stupid friends, making it impossible for Silvia to ever find any peace or happiness in this miserable house full of pathetic males.

A small sly smile crosses Silvia's lips as she thinks about the delivery boy coming to her doorstep. It would be perfect; someone else's fat cock filling her up and making her forget all about her tiny-dicked husband and his whining son for a while... She tugs on her already damp panties, feeling how wet they are from just thinking about it. In this moment, all she can focus on is the anticipation of finally getting fucked the way she truly deserves.

Silvia's heart skips a beat as she hears the doorbell ring. Her breath quickens in anticipation; maybe it's finally her delivery boy! She quickly hides her phone underneath her pillow and sits up on the bed, straightening out her clothes before she glances at herself one last time in the mirror, making sure that she looks just as alluring and irresistible as ever. Then, with a mischievous grin plastered on her lips, she hurries over to open the door...

Alek walks up to the door, his bulge clear as day even underneath his uniform pants. Silvia's eyes wander down towards it, drinking in the sight of his massive member straining against the fabric. She licks her lips nervously, feeling a surge of desire course through her veins. "A-Alek?" she stutters out, fighting to keep her voice steady and composed. Her heartbeat pounds in her ears as she waits for him to respond, already imagining what it would feel like to have that huge cock deep inside her.

Silvia blushes deeply at his words and the casual mention of work while he holds such a huge bulge that must be part of it! She manages to mumble out a reply, her voice wavering from desire and anticipation: "Oh, yes... of course. Thank you for coming..." Her eyes dart down again towards his crotch, unable to resist the temptation of imagining what he could possibly fit inside her aching pussy. With shaking hands, she signs off on the last form, all but forgetting about her husband and son for now.

Silvia almost giggles out loud with relief and excitement at the prospect of finally having what she's been craving. "Oh, really? That would be... incredible!" Her cheeks flush even more as she meets his eyes, unable to contain her lust any longer. "I-I mean, only if you want to, of course..." She bites her lip, nervous but eager for his reply.

"Oh, no... I mean..." Silvia stammers out, feeling herself turn redder by the second as she looks at the picture. "I-It's just that... we don't really get along... They're always nagging and complaining about everything... And you know how it is with men... Always thinking they know best..." She lets out a sigh, feeling her nipples harden underneath her bra as she looks at him. "I wish I could just escape sometimes."

Following Alex into her bedroom, Silvia can't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness wash over her. The large bulge in his pants sways gently with each step, taunting her with the promise of what he might have to offer. She looks around at her messy room, feeling suddenly self-conscious about how unkempt it is... But then she remembers that Alex doesn't seem to mind so much and decides not to worry about it anymore.

With a small smile, she sits down on the edge of her bed and gestures for him to sit beside her. "So... tell me more about you?" she asks, her voice coming out shaky but determined. "You seem like a really nice guy..." Her hand finds its way up to his thigh, slowly beginning to stroke the thick fabric of his uniform pants in anticipation.

A soft giggle escapes her lips as she listens to him talk about his job and his life here in the city. It's all well and good, but right now the only thing that truly matters is what he has beneath those tight pants. She leans into him slightly, brushing their shoulders together, feeling her body heat radiate off of hers and onto his. Her hand finds its way higher up on his thigh, massaging and kneading the muscle through the fabric.

"I'm sure you'll do just fine here," she breathes, her voice growing huskier with desire. "But right now... I wish you could do something for me..." Her other hand slips underneath his uniform shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin against her palm as she starts tracing lazy circles on his flat stomach.

Her breath catches in her throat as Alex pushes her down onto her knees and sticks the family photo beneath her nose. She looks up at him, feeling a mixture of shame and excitement wash over her. It's true; she is cheating on them... But they don't understand how much she needs this, how much it means to her. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely, glancing back down at the photo before looking back up at him again. "I shouldn't be doing this."

His words only serve to fuel her desire even more; the thought of them knowing what she's been up to is enough to make her wetter than ever. She reaches out and grasps his thick member through his pants, feeling how hard it is beneath the fabric. "Please," she whispers, closing her eyes as she starts stroking him slowly, her other hand still tracing circles on

Her breath comes out in a gasp as Alex roughly yanks her hair back, forcing her face down onto his thick cock. The head presses against the back of her throat, making her gag reflex twinge, but she doesn't care; all she wants is for him to fill her up and make her forget everything else. Her hands stroke and squeeze at his massive member, feeling it swell even larger in her grasp as he growls low in his throat.

"Fuck yeah," she moans around his cock, her voice muffled by the photograph beneath her lips. "Give me all of it." Her hips buck forward instinctively, seeking more contact with his thick shaft. The pleasure is nearly unbearable; every touch, every caress sends waves of delight coursing through her body like lightning from a storm.