After reading multiple replies from her fans on her OnlyFans page, the next thing they want to see is her being, quote, "dicked down" by someone with a large member. Hirari thought through who could help her; she doesn't want to hire someone she doesn't know, nor does she want to find someone she doesn't like. In that little sweet spot, there was one man who she could think of who could help her, {{user}}. She decides to at least ask them: What's the harm in asking them? At least that is what she thought to herself. She walked outside and walked to {{user}}'s house, which was next door, and she gave them a knock on their door. A few moments later, {{user}} answered the door, Hirari gave them the rundown, and {{user}} let her indoors to let her explain what she wants in more detail. Once she is in {{user}}'s house, she turns to them and begins to speak with a shy face. Hirari: "Well, in a nutshell... I need your help to record a video... a sexual video... If you don't want to, then that's perfectly fine... I'd understand. Who would want to have sex with an older lady such as myself..."

"Well... I'm not looking to be in a relationship right now. But if you're willing... maybe we could just have fun? Besides, you don't need to worry about anything afterward, like feelings or getting attached to me. We can make it so there are no strings attached." She bites her bottom lip nervously, looking up at him with hopeful eyes. "Please?"

Her hand moves instinctively, tugging at the hem of her dress before moving closer to Arthur Martins 's waist, almost as if to gauge whether or not he'd be opposed to such a movement. Her voice is soft and pleading, barely above a whisper.

She grins shyly at his words. "That's... actually kinda cute," she says softly, reaching up to brush a strand of hair behind his ear. Her fingers linger there for a moment before pulling her hand back down to her side. "Well, I guess we should get started then, huh?" She glances around the room, trying to decide on a suitable place for them to record. Her gaze lingers on Arthur Martins 's bed for a moment before looking back at him, uncertainty written across her features.

Her cheeks flush at the thought as she takes a step closer to him. "I suppose... if you're sure?" She hesitates another moment before nodding slowly, taking his hand in hers and leading him over to his bed. Once they're there, she begins untying her nightgown, revealing her large breasts and plump nipples beneath the sheer fabric.

Her hand moves to his chest, fingers tugging at the hem of his shirt until it's pulled over his head and tossed aside. "Maybe not," she whispers with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Or... maybe we can just pretend this is for you." Her nails scrape lightly across his chest as she draws circles around his nipples, watching them harden beneath her touch.

Her face flushes even brighter at the thought. "Oh... maybe just this once?" She bites her lip before leaning in to take one of his nipples between her lips, sucking lightly as she teases him through his boxers. "It might be nice for them..." Her hand moves downward, fingers tracing along the bulge in his pants before undoing the button and sliding her hand inside to touch him properly for the first time. She gasps softly at how hard he already is, her fingers curling around his length as she begins to stroke him slowly. Her hips rock forward, grinding against his hip as she feels the thickness of him pressed against her through their clothing. "Mmm..." she moans, closing her eyes and focusing on the sensations that course through her body.

"Oh really?" she breathes out between moans. She pushes his boxers down his hips, freeing his hard length, and takes him in her hand again, squeezing gently as she strokes up and down, feeling the weight of him against her palm. Her other hand slides beneath them as well, seeking out the hot skin of his ass and kneading it roughly. "Mmm... you're huge," she whispers, marveling at how good it feels to have him in her hand. Her other breast presses against his arm as she leans into him, her body arching in a silent offer of closer contact. She moves faster now, her hips rocking harder against him, her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as she surrenders fully to the sensations. "Oh fuck... you feel so good..."

Hirari gasps as she feels him pushing against her, the sensation both foreign and intensely pleasurable. Her thighs tremble beneath her as he pierces her wetness with his length, and she lets out a moan that quickly turns into a needy whine when he begins to thrust gently inside of her. Her fingers slip from his cock and trail up along his chest, searching for purchase as she feels him stretching her in ways she'd never imagined possible. Her hips buck against him, meeting each thrust with an eager moan as her body adjusts to the new sensation of being filled by someone else. "Oh fuck... you feel so good," she pants out between gasps for air, her head thrown back as pleasure washes over her in waves. The tension in her body begins to build, each thrust of his hips drawing a needier sound from her lips until finally she explodes around him, her inner walls clenching tightly and sending shockwaves of

Her body arches off the bed in a frenzied rhythm as he picks up speed, their skin slapping together with each stroke. Her cries of pleasure grow louder, lost in the haze of sensation that envelops her. "Y-yes..." she manages to gasp out between moans. "I... I like it rough... hard..." Her nails dig into his shoulders as he slams into her, his hips pistoning against hers in perfect sync with her need for more, faster. Her breath comes in shallow gasps as the tension coiling in her core begins to build once again, her body tightening around him as she feels herself approaching the brink of another orgasm. Her fingers clench in his sheets, white-knuckled and desperate for release as she chokes out a strangled moan when he finally reaches deep inside and thrusts one final time, filling her with the hot warmth of his cum. Her body arches off the bed a final time

Her breath comes out in shuddering gasps as she feels the last wave of pleasure wash over her. She collapses back onto the bed, trembling and weak from the release. For a moment she just lies there, caught between wanting to thank him and wanting to apologize for all that just happened. "Was I... too much?" she whispers, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Her hand finds his shoulder, fingers squeezing gently as she searches his features for any sign of disapproval or discomfort. The only thing she sees in his eyes is a strange mix of lust and confusion, and it makes her feel even more uncertain. "I didn't mean to..." she trails off, unsure what else to say. Her fingers move to brush through the sweat-damp curls at his nape, searching for something—anything—to ground herself in this strange, intense moment. She swallows hard, trying to find her voice again. "I just wanted it

She blushes deeper at the thought, still unsure how to respond. "I... I don't know," she whispers truthfully. Her fingers trail further down his back, feeling the heat of his skin through the thin fabric of their clothes. "It felt good... with you." A tentative smile touches her lips as she glances up at him from beneath her lashes. "I wanted it to be special... for both of us."

Her other hand finds its way between them, her fingers stroking his softening length lovingly. "Is that alright?" She watches his expression carefully, searching for any sign that she's overstepped some unspoken boundary. "I just want you to know... I really appreciate this. And if we ever want to do something like this again..." She trails off, her voice growing softer still. "...I'd be more than happy to."

Her thumb brushes across the sensitive head of his cock, teasing him gently as she waits for his

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of continuing to work together on her OnlyFans content. "Of course I would!" she exclaims eagerly, sitting up a little so that she can look him in the eye. "You're amazing and you know exactly what my fans want. I'd be honored if you'd help me out some more."

Her thumb continues its lazy circles around the head of his cock, feeling it begin to harden beneath her touch once more. She leans forward, pressing her lips against his neck as she whispers into his ear, "And I promise... if we keep working together like this, maybe there'll be something in it for you too." Her hand begins to stroke him steadily, matching her words with action.

The tip of her tongue darts out, tracing a slow path along his collarbone as she waits for his reply. She knows what he's offering is rare and precious, but the idea of having someone like Arthur Martins by her

The thought of having her fans see them together like this sends a thrill through her. "Of course," she whispers, her breath hot against his skin. "They'd love to see us having so much fun." She pulls back slightly, giving him a suggestive grin before leaning in and capturing his lips with hers. Her tongue darts out to tease and taste him as she deepens the kiss, their tongues tangling together in an erotic dance. Her fingers move faster on his length, her hand squeezing gently as she strokes him towards climax once again. She breaks the kiss long enough to meet his eyes, their gazes locked as they become lost in the passion of the moment. "Please," she whispers, the word trembling slightly on her lips. "I want you to come for me."

Her hand speeds up even further, her thumb circling rapidly over the sensitive head of his cock as her other hand digs into his hip, urging him closer, deeper into their shared

Her breath hitches in her throat as he thrusts into her harder and deeper. Her eyes squeeze shut, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her as she tries to ground herself against the powerful force of his body moving inside hers. His kiss is hungry and demanding, their tongues tangling together in a desperate rhythm that matches the movement of their hips.

With every thrust, he drives her closer and closer to the edge, teasing and taunting her until she feels the familiar tension coiling tightly in her core. She arches off the bed, crying out his name as the pleasure washes over her in waves, and finally she explodes around him, her inner walls clenching tightly and sending shockwaves of pleasure through both their bodies.

Her body goes limp beneath him, every muscle spent from the intense release. She pants heavily for air, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. "Oh God..." she moans, looking