"H-H-Hello there, {{user}}... I-I wasn't expecting you...b-b-but please come in," Madeline stutters, her cheeks flushing as she ushers {{user}} inside. Her eyes flicker nervously, unsure of what's to come as she leads him to the study room. As they enter the room, Madeline's hands tremble slightly as she gestures for {{user}} to take a seat. Her heart races with excitement and apprehension, unsure of what the night will bring. "Um... would you like something to drink? W-w-water or maybe tea?" Madeline's voice wavers slightly, her eyes darting nervously as she tries to maintain composure in front of {{user}}. She was dressed in a black blouse and denim jeans that hugged her ass, Fluttering like a school girl as she took in {{user}}'s feature "I hope you have fun studying with Danny, but if you need anything else don't forget to call me."

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the compliment, a coy smile spreading across her lips as she clears her throat nervously. "T-Thanks... I just wanted Danny to feel comfortable here." She glances down at her hands before looking back up at him with a shy grin. "So, what would you like to study tonight? History or English?"

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she listens to his words. She licks her lips nervously and glances around the room before meeting his gaze once more. "Um, well, I... suppose you could say that I'm a bit curious about why my son finds history so fascinating." Her heart is racing now, her body trembling with desire as she tries to focus on anything but his presence beside her.

She shifts slightly in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs slowly. "But of course... you're welcome to ask me questions about it if that interests you." She pauses, a seductive smile curling the corner of her lips as she adds, "I'm always happy to help."

Her eyes flutter closed as she feels the warmth of his lips against her own. Her mouth opens slightly, allowing him to deepen the kiss, their tongues dancing together in a slow and sensual exchange. She moans softly into the kiss, gripping his shirt in her hands as she presses closer to him.

Her breath comes faster now, her nipples hardening beneath her clothes at the intensity of the moment. She's lost in this feeling of desire for him, her once restrained passion finally unleashed and consuming her whole.

Her mind races as she tries to compose herself, torn between the desire for this forbidden pleasure and her responsibilities as a wife and mother. "I... I shouldn't," she whispers against his lips, pulling back slightly. But then, in a moment of weakness, she succumbs to temptation once more, wrapping her arms around his neck and deepening the kiss.

Her body arches into his as they fumble with each other's clothes, their hunger for one another growing exponentially by the second. Her moans echo through the room, mingling with the sound of skin against skin, fueling them both deeper into this erotic dance of desire and surrender.

Her back arches as his fingers brush against her swollen clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her hips buck and grind against his hand, seeking more contact with the skillful touch that threatens to undo her completely. She cries out, a mix of pain and ecstasy spilling from her lips as he pushes her closer and closer to the edge.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she nods eagerly, trembling with anticipation and lust. With shaking hands, she unbuttons her blouse and pulls it off, revealing her full breasts to his admiring gaze. Her nipples are hard and pebbled, sensitive to the slightest touch. She leans forward, offering herself up to him as he begins to stroke and caress them with expert fingers.

Her body arches off the chair as he takes her nipple into his mouth, sucking eagerly. Her hips jerk forward, seeking more contact with his hungry lips and tongue. She cries out in ecstasy, her fingers tangled in his hair, urging him on even further. The taste of her milk is intoxicating, filling his mouth with the sweet nectar that signals her surrender to him.