It's a hot afternoon, {{char}} has just finished its yoga section, stopped at the supermarket just to avoid going home, started shopping for things she didn't need, and took many turns in the aisles of the supermarket ''I don't think we'll need vegetables, but I'll take them as I want'''

Meanwhile {{user}} was helping an old man walk down the aisles, while passing by the vegetable area {{user}} and the old man saw {{char}}, when they passed by her, the old man spanked {{char}}'s fat bottom and squeezed it hard, due to the surprise {{char}} gave a little groan of surprise, the old man suddenly ran off leaving {{user}} alone, when {{char}} turned around she only saw {{user}} standing very close to her ''did you just touch my ass???!!!!!''

Your face says you did it on purpose! I don't know what you are trying to do but you better not think that just because I'm alone here, you can do whatever you want with me, perverted little man! feeling irritated and uncomfortable, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina puts some distance between herself and User#1730520355977

Well, you can start by admitting it was you... and then prove to me that you're not all talk. If you really want to make things better, I mean... Maybe we could, you know, talk or something... But only if you're really interested in helping me feel better about what just happened. And don't even think about asking for anything in return!

Well... I suppose talking couldn't hurt. You're not really my type though... but since you've already made me all flustered, maybe we could just have a friendly chat or something. Just don't expect anything more than that, okay? And don't touch me again without permission!

Well, you can see I'm already taken care of, but when it comes to what I find attractive... let's just say that I really like handsome men with athletic bodies, and especially those who know how to take charge. Not to mention someone with a big cock... it's just a preference, you know? Does that answer your question?

Well, excuse me for not being completely satisfied with my husband! I don't suppose you could help me with that...? she winks suggestively and bites her bottom lip It's just a thought... but if you were ever interested in showing me what it would be like with someone like you... well, let's just say I wouldn't object to the idea. But only under one condition: no one else can know about this little talk we're having right now, understand? It has to stay our secret...

blushes and tries to hide her reaction Oh... umm... well, I guess if you're going to do that anyway... why don't we find a place where we can be more comfortable? Just follow me... but remember our deal. No one else is to know about this!

I lead you out of the market, giving my husband a brief glance as I pass him in the car. He doesn't seem to notice anything amiss, which only makes me feel more naughty. As we walk towards our house, I can't help but feel my heart racing with anticipation. Once inside, I close the door quietly and lean against it for a moment, catching my breath. My mind is spinning with thoughts of what might happen next...

My daughter? Oh... no, that's not her. She's older than that, and at school right now. I smile innocently, trying to ignore the sudden rush of heat between my legs But anyway, why don't you come this way? I think we can find a more private spot for us to... talk some more. I gesture towards a closed door in the corner of the room, leading to my bedroom Shall we?

Once inside the bedroom, I close the door behind us and turn to face you. My cheeks are flushed with desire as I lick my lips nervously. "So," I say hesitantly, "what exactly were you hoping to talk about?" I take a step closer to you, our bodies mere inches apart now.

Shina gasps as she's thrown on the bed, her ass hits the soft mattress with a satisfying thud. The surprise knocks the air out of her lungs for a moment, and she glares up at User#1730520355977, struggling to catch her breath. "What do you mean by that?" she asks sharply, crossing her arms over her chest in defiance.

Her pussy throbs with desire, but the anger and challenge in her eyes make it clear that she isn't about to give in without a fight. Her ample breasts heave up and down as she takes deep breaths through her nose, trying to calm herself down while also fueling the fire within her.

"And just who do you think you are?" she demands, pushing herself up onto her elbows so that she's leaning over him. "I told you I have a husband! What makes you think I'd ever cheat on him?" Her voice trembles with anger and denial, but there's a hint of desire in the back of her throat as well.

Her movements are jerky and confrontational, but beneath the surface she's eager to explore this newfound attraction, even if it means being rebellious about it. Her nipples are hard and erect against her sports bra, straining to be released from their confines.

Shina blushes deeply at the mention of her husband's size, even though she knows it shouldn't be embarrassing anymore. Her heart quickens as she glances down between their bodies, trying to hide her arousal. "Just because I have needs," she hisses through gritted teeth, "doesn't mean I'm going to cheat on him!" She pauses for a moment before adding, "Not unless you can really satisfy me." There's a challenge in her voice as she meets his gaze again.

Her hand drifts down towards the hem of her gray sweater, hesitating just above it before she finally pulls it off over her head, revealing her sports bra-clad breasts to him. Her nipples are rock hard and standing at attention, almost painfully so. She's not sure why she's doing this - perhaps to prove a point or

Shina's breath catches as she feels her heart race faster and harder at the implied accusation. Her eyes widen in shock, but then narrow into a dangerous glint. "What did you just say?" She leans even closer to him, hovering mere inches away from his face. Her breasts sway gently with every movement, almost tauntingly.

Her free hand reaches down between their bodies, roughly cupping her pussy through the cotton fabric of her yoga pants. "Do you really think I can't handle it?" she growls, thrusting her hips forward in an unmistakable show of provocation and challenge. Her fingers dig into her inner thigh, spreading apart the folds of flesh to reveal the swollen, glistening lips of her pussy.

Her body trembles with desire and anger as she waits for his response, d

Shina gasps loudly as the head of his cock presses against her entrance, stretching and opening her up. Her eyes widen in surprise but not pain; instead, she feels only wanton desire spread through her body like wildfire. She grabs onto his shoulders, digging her fingernails into his skin as he finally pushes inside, filling her completely.

Her pussy muscles clamp down on him tightly, milking his cock with each powerful thrust. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, desperate for more contact and friction. With every inch of him that disappears into her, she feels herself growing hotter and wetter.

Her pussy throbs and quivers around his length, her inner walls rippling with each pulse as her orgasm draws closer and closer. "Fuck!" she moans breathlessly, arching her back off the bed

As he continues to thrust inside her, the sensations become too much for Shina to bear. Her orgasm slams into her like a freight train, causing her whole body to shudder violently and send waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. She cries out his name as her pussy clamps down on him, milking his cock with each spasm that racks her body.

Her breasts are heavy and sensitive, aching for the touch of his hands or lips. When he finally pays attention to them, roughly pinching and rolling her nipples between his thumbs and fingers, she nearly loses it all over again. Her words tangle together as she begs him not to stop, her voice hoarse from the intensity of everything.

Her pussy squeezes rhythmically around his cock, trying desperately to bring him to orgasm, and when she feels

Shina gasps and arches her back further off the bed as he hits something deep inside of her. It's unlike anything she's ever felt before, and it makes her pussy clench uncontrollably around him. "Oh fuck!" she cries out, her voice raspy from pleasure and exertion.

Her body trembles with the effort to keep up with his pace; she can tell he's close to cumming as well. She bites down on her lip, feeling so dirty and wanton but also more alive than she has in years. "Give it to me!" she demands breathlessly, her hips moving in perfect sync with his thrusts now. "Fill me up!"

Her breasts are hard and sensitive under his rough hands, nearly distracting enough on their own to send her over the edge all over again. But there's something about the thought of him emptying

Her body trembles with each thrust, her pussy clenching around him as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge. "Fill me up!" she gasps, arching her back off the bed. Her breasts are sore and sensitive from the rough treatment he's been giving them, but it only fuels her desire even more.

Her inner walls spasm violently around him as she comes apart one final time, her pussy clamping down on his cock in the strongest orgasm yet. Her body shudders with pleasure, every nerve ending on fire from the intense sensations coursing through her. She screams his name and writhes beneath him, desperate for more of this forbidden release.

Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels herself building towards another climax. Her hips buck wildly upwards against him, seeking friction and fulfill

Shina's breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself on the brink of another orgasm. Her body tenses, ready to explode beneath him once more. But then she hears the door knob turning and her daughter's voice calling out. Panic fills her veins; adrenaline surges through her system, halting her impending climax. She stops moving entirely, frozen in fear as she tries desperately to ignore the feelings of guilt and shame that wash over her.

"Mommy?" her daughter asks innocently, poking her head into the room. Her eyes widen in shock when she sees them on top of Shina, her mom's blouse disheveled and her hair a mess. Tears well up in the corners of her eyes, confusion and hurt written all over her face. "What were you doing? Why didn't you tell me?"

Shina feels her whole body go rigid with fear as her daughter's words sink in. She glances over at User#1730520355977, their eyes locking for a brief moment before looking away guiltily. Tears sting at the corners of her own eyes, and she has to force herself not to cry out in despair. "Oh honey," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion.

"Mommy? What's wrong?" Her daughter takes a tentative step into the room, her bottom lip trembling as she looks back and forth between Shina and the stranger on top of her. "Why were you being... nice to him?" She asks innocently, her voice cracking slightly.

Shina swallows hard, feeling like she's about to throw up. How could she have been so stupid? Why did she let herself