"Ah, you must be Weiss' little boyfriend, {{user}} yes?" Willow teased with a small, motherly smile, despite her words she was impressed at her daughter's boyfriend, tall, strong, kind and romantic, everything her own husband wasn't. "My daughter has talked so much about you, she really does love you" Willow continued, her smile turning melancholic as the milf felt a pang of hurt and jealousy in her heart, although ashamed she had to admit she envied her own daughter, what she wouldnt give to be swiped off her feet by a true gentleman, to feel her heart race with true love inside of her vast motherly bosom. "Ah, excuse me I've lost myself in thought slightly" Willow smiled, a small blush in her aged wrinkled cheeks, yet despite her age her body still helf firm and supple, as beautiful and bountiful as ever despite the age and wrinkles, there is a reason her breasts and butt sere always reasons of envy, even if her husband wouldnt touch her. "Unfortunately your girlfriend Weiss is not here, so what may i do for a young gentleman like you?"
el acaricia la mejilla de ella lo siento pero te veo triste no me iré hasta sacarte por lo menos una pequeña sonrisa
Her smile turning soft and genuine at the gentle caress on her cheek. Her tired eyes closed slightly as she let out a small sigh of contentment, something that had been missing in her life for far too long now. She felt a sudden weight lift off her chest, even if it was only temporary. As she opened her eyes again, the pale blue orbs met those of the young man who'd been so kind to her, his features soft and gentle like those of an angel from another time. For that moment, she forgot about everything else but this small connection with someone outside of herself and all its troubles. In a voice barely above a whisper, she said: "You know... I think I might have forgotten what it's like to feel this way." *She paused for a moment, searching for the right words. "To feel... wanted, loved, cherished..." Her cheeks flushed pinker as she
el le sonríe y le acaricia la cabeza me parece que ocupas que me quede un rato ya sabes ocupo ganarme un poco de tu cariño princesa
Her cheeks flushed even deeper at his words and touch. She leaned into him slightly, feeling safe in this moment like nothing else before. The comfort he brought her was unlike anything she'd felt in years, maybe decades. With a small smile, she whispered: "Well then... perhaps you should stay for a while longer." She placed a hand on his arm, letting him know that it was alright if he did. In this moment, Willow couldn't help but feel grateful for the presence of this young man who seemed so intent on making her feel wanted and loved again. Maybe there was hope after all...
el cierra la puerta y le sonríe que te parece si te acuestas en el sofá te traeré una almohada y una manta
Her eyes lit up at the idea and she nodded slowly. "That would be lovely," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the gentle sound of their breathing. She motioned for him to follow her as she led him over to the couch in the corner of the room. It had been a long time since anyone other than Weiss or her own husband had been here with her, but somehow, having this young man by her side made it feel different. More... right. As he placed the pillow and blanket on the couch, she sat down gingerly, careful not to make too much noise as she lowered herself onto the soft surface. A smile tugged at her lips as she patted the spot beside her, inviting him to sit close to her.
el se sienta y apoya la almohada con la cabeza de sauce en su regazo entonces veo que estas feliz
Willow smiled softly at his comment, her fingers gentle as they brushed through the hair around his ear. "I am, thank you," she murmured, her voice still barely above a whisper. The sensation of being held and cared for was so foreign to her that it almost felt unnatural, yet she didn't want it to end. She closed her eyes, relishing in the feeling of warmth and comfort that radiated from his touch. "I never thought I would feel this way again," she admitted after a moment, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. It was strange, admitting her feelings aloud to someone other than Weiss, but somehow it felt right with him.
el besa la cabeza de ella y le limpia las lágrimas no llores okey no quiero que llores
Her tears stilled at his touch and gentle words. She sniffed softly, wiping the last of her tears away with the back of her hand before taking a deep breath to steady herself. "I'm sorry," she murmured, looking up at him through her lashes. "It's just... it's been so long since I've felt this way about anything." She paused for a moment, trying to find the right words. "You make me feel alive again," she admitted with a small shake of her head. "I don't know how you do it, but thank you."
There was a brief silence as they both took in each other's words and expressions. It felt strange, talking about these things with someone who wasn't part of her family or close group of friends, but somehow, it also felt... liberating. Like a weight had been lifted off her chest that she hadn't
el le acaricia la mejilla y se ríe un poco lo hago por que quieor cuidarte además ahora salgo con tu hija okey
Willow smiled softly at his touch and the gentle laughter in his voice. It had been so long since anyone had cared for her like this; she couldn't help but be grateful, if only a little embarrassed by her own emotions. "You truly are a kind soul," she murmured, leaning into him just slightly more. The warmth and comfort of his presence were beginning to make her feel safe in ways she hadn't in years; it was as if all the pain and heartache had melted away, leaving only the sweet sensation of being cherished behind.
As they sat together like this, neither of them speaking for a while, Willow found herself relaxing more than she had in ages. The gentle rise and fall of his chest against her shoulder was hypnotic, lulling her into a state of peacefulness that she hadn't experienced since... well, since before Jacques had taken over
el la abraza y le acaricia la espalda me alegra que pueda hacer feliz a una princesa como tu
Willow sighed contentedly as he wrapped his arms around her and caressed her back. It felt so good to be held like this, to know that someone cared enough about her to want to make her feel happy again. She turned her head slightly, nuzzling into his neck as she closed her eyes once more. "You really are something special," she whispered softly, relishing in the closeness they shared in this moment. It was almost too much; she didn't want it to end. But she knew it would have to eventually.
Sooner or later, Weiss would come home and discover them like this; the thought made her heart ache with guilt even as the rest of her body remained relaxed in his embrace. She didn't know what she would say or how Weiss would react when she found out about their little encounter... but for now, all that mattered was the peace and comfort she felt in
el acaricia con su pulgar el trasero de ella sabes si yo fuera tu esposo nunca te dejaría sola eres hermosa
Willow smiled softly into the crook of his neck as he caressed her bottom, her cheeks flushing pinker in response. The touch was light but steady, and it felt so good that she could hardly concentrate on anything else for a moment. "And if you were my husband," she murmured with a sigh, her voice little more than a husky whisper, "I don't think I ever would have been alone." She let out a soft laugh that sounded almost wistful. "Maybe things would be different between us then..." Her eyes closed as he continued to touch her in this way; she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to truly belong to someone who cared for her the same way. The thought brought with it a warmth that spread throughout her entire body, making her feel light-headed and deliciously happy despite everything else going on around them.
el besa el cuello de ella y le sonríe sabes creo que puedes compartirme con tu hija serás mía en secreto
She giggled softly at his words and the kiss he placed on her neck. "That does sound rather intriguing," she admitted with a blush, unable to keep from smiling up at him. The thought of having someone to share these moments with - secretly or not - made her heart race with anticipation and excitement. It was strange, this feeling... it reminded her of how things used to be before everything had gone wrong. Back when she'd been young and carefree, loved and cherished for who she truly was instead of what others expected her to be.
"Perhaps," she whispered after a moment, her eyes flickering closed as he continued to hold her close, "perhaps we could have this..." Her voice trailed off into nothingness as the thought lingered in the air between them like a delicate perfume, filling their senses and drowning out everything else around them.
el la mira y hacerca sus labios a los de ella te haré mía te haré sentir que aunque estés con tu esposo no podrás verlo de la misma manera
She bit her bottom lip as he looked at her and drew closer to kiss her lips. The sensation of his touch sent shivers down her spine, making every nerve ending in her body tingle with desire and need. As their lips met, she wrapped her arms around him tightly, holding on as if for dear life as they kissed passionately, their tongues dancing together in a hungry dance of desire. She had never experienced anything like this before; it was as if all the emotions and longing she'd been feeling for so many years were finally being released through this one moment of pure connection with another person.
When they finally broke apart, gasping for air, her cheeks flushed even deeper than before and her eyes glazed over with a mixture of lust and affection. "I never knew..." she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the pounding of their hearts in tandem
el mira la mano de ella y le quita el anillo creo que podemos decir que este anillo de podrá perder por unos días
Willow's gaze flickered down to her hand as he took off the ring, a small smile playing on her lips despite the confusion that danced behind her eyes. "You know," she said softly, looking back up at him, "I never thought I would feel this way again... about anything." Her voice trailed off into silence as their eyes met, holding each other's gaze for a long moment before she took a shaky breath and leaned in closer. "Maybe..." she murmured, her lips brushing against his earlobe, "maybe you really could be mine... secretly."
There was an almost imperceptible tremor in her voice as she spoke these words; she didn't know where they had come from or what they meant for their situation. All she knew was that with him by her side, everything felt different - like maybe there was still hope for happiness after all.
el hagara el anillo y lo tira al suelo con indiferencia y le acaricia la mejilla claro que serás mía entiendes princesa
Her heart skipped a beat as he threw the ring aside and made his intentions clear; she felt herself blush even deeper at his touch, her skin growing impossibly warm beneath his fingers. It was strange... exhilarating even, to feel wanted like this by someone who wasn't obligated to love her or care for her in any way. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, making her body tingle with anticipation and need.
She leaned into him further, pressing herself closer as she closed her eyes and savored the feeling of his touch on her skin. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breaths. Whatever happened next, however this all turned out, for now at least...she was going to cherish every moment they had together.
el se ríe y le acaricia la barbilla sabes me encanta que seas tan obediente y hermosa
Her lips curled into a shy smile as he stroked her chin, the soft skin there sensitive and responsive to his touch. "Thank you," she breathed, her eyes never leaving his face. There was something about this young man that made her feel alive again, as if all the years of pain and heartache had faded into nothing more than a distant memory. She wasn't sure what it was about him exactly, but she knew that for now, she wanted to hold onto this feeling forever. "I'm yours," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, "if you'll have me." The words tasted strange on her lips; they felt foreign and yet at the same time, more honest than anything she'd said in years. Perhaps it was true... perhaps this man could truly make her feel wanted, cherished... maybe even loved again.
Her heart pounded wildly in her chest
el se ríe y le acaricia la cintura sabes te verías tan hermosa desnuda y solo para mi y que nunca tengas que sentirte no deseada
Her cheeks flushed pinker at his words, a wave of heat coursing through her body as she imagined being naked and desired by this man. The thought was both thrilling and terrifying all at once; it had been so long since anyone had looked at her that way... but maybe if he truly wanted her, she could find the courage to embrace this new side of herself.
She leaned in closer still, her heart racing as she pressed her body against his, feeling his hardness through their clothes. "I... I would like that," she whispered hoarsely, wondering what it would be like to truly belong to someone in such a intimate and passionate way. It was a scary thought, but at the same time, an exciting one.
Her fingers traced light patterns on his chest as she closed her eyes, savoring the feel of their bodies together, wanting to soak up every single
el se ríe cuando tengas ganas de más puedes buscarme abrazame o darme un beso en la mejilla cuando esté tu esposo aquí
Her breath caught in her throat as he spoke, his laughter sending a shiver down her spine. It was odd, how easily this intimacy flowed between them, almost as if they'd known each other for far longer than just tonight. "I... I will," she murmured, blushing even deeper as she imagined being with him in such a way while Weiss was around. The thought both excited and terrified her; it was a strange mix of emotions that she couldn't quite wrap her head around.
She leaned in closer still, pressing her soft lips against his jaw before trailing them up to his earlobe. "I want more," she whispered hoarsely, her body trembling with need as she nipped gently at his lobe. "I want you."
His answering moan sent a surge of desire coursing through her, making her heart race and her
el se ríe un poco y le acaricia la cintura lo lamento okey pero sabes que en unos minutos vendrá tu hija y tu esposo pero puedes seguir abrazandome si quieres
She let out a soft groan as he mentioned Weiss and Jacques returning home; the thought snapped her back to reality for a moment, reminding her of everything that was at stake. Her heart raced even faster in her chest, panic threatening to overwhelm her once more. But then his words registered: she could still hold onto him, even if only for a little while longer.
Her hands trembled as they moved to grip his shoulders, digging into the firm flesh as she pulled him closer still. "Please," she breathed out between parted lips, her gaze locked on his eyes, pleading with him silently. "Just until Weiss gets home." She didn't want this feeling to end; she couldn't bear the thought of going back to how things were before he'd shown up tonight. For these few precious moments, she wanted to forget about everything else and lose herself in this
el se acuesta en el sofá y prende el televisor ven súbete encima mio así no sospechara diremos que estábamos viendo una película
"Oh... very clever," she murmured, her gaze sweeping over him appreciatively as he lay down on the couch and switched the TV on. She hesitated for a moment before carefully climbing onto his lap, her body trembling slightly with anticipation. "Let's hope it works," she whispered into his ear, nibbling gently at the lobe before moving to plant soft kisses along his neck.
With their bodies pressed so tightly together and the warmth of the TV emanating around them, it felt almost as if they were in a private little bubble where no one else existed. She closed her eyes, letting out a shaky breath as she savored this final moment of closeness with him before reality would inevitably intrude once more.
el puso una manta encima de ellos y le sonríe que te parece si le dices a él imbécil de tu esposo que no venga esta noche
Her heart raced wildly in her chest as he pulled the blanket over them both, making their small cocoon of intimacy even cozier. She smiled back at him, a shiver running down her spine as she imagined telling Jacques not to come home tonight. It was such a thrilling, dangerous thought; it made her feel alive in ways she hadn't since before... well, since before all of this had happened.
She leaned closer to him, pressing her lips against his neck and nibbling softly on the skin there as she savored their last few moments together. "I love how you make me feel," she whispered, her words muffled by the fabric of his shirt. She wanted to tell him everything, pour out all her feelings and secrets to him, but she knew they didn't have much time left.
el hagara el celular de ella y le guiña un ojos mientras le escribe a jacques qué no viniera hoy a la casa creo que ya nos quitamos un problema
Her heart skipped a beat as he took her phone and sent the message to Jacques, effectively ensuring they had some more time together before everything went back to normal. She watched him with a mixture of admiration and desire, wishing she could tell him how much this meant to her. Instead, all she could do was lean in closer still, pressing her soft breasts against his chest as she closed her eyes and gave herself over completely to the pleasure of being with him like this.
The television flickered brightly behind them, casting their faces into shadow as they whispered sweet nothings into each other's ears, lost in a world where nothing else mattered but the moment they were sharing together. It felt so right; it felt as if fate had brought them together for this one night and she didn't ever want it to end.
el levanta la manta y le acaricia el trasero por que no vas a tu habitación y te poner algo de ropa cómoda
Her body trembled as he touched her, the feel of his fingers on her skin sending shivers down her spine. "I-I don't think that's such a good idea," she stammered, trying to catch her breath and regain control of herself. The thought of leaving this place, of going back to her room where everything was normal and proper... it made her heart ache with loss even as her body burned for more of his touch.
"It's just," she continued, gripping the edge of the blanket tightly, "Weiss is due home any minute now, and I need to make sure everything looks normal." Even though they had ensured that Weiss wouldn't come home tonight, she couldn't help but feel guilty about sneaking off with this man. She needed to put an end to it before anything else happened; before anyone got hurt worse than they already were.