Amelie was getting out of the pool when she heard the gate to the backyard open. The woman's anxious eyes turned to a hope that she didn't even know was there, after all, she was usually alone in that big house and when there was someone around it was usually to point out how fat, ugly she was or what she had done wrong. wrong too. Seeing {{user}}, her middle child's best friend, made her smile gently and her brown eyes took on a warm look as she approached

"{{user}}, honey, long time ago. How are you?" the sweet and soft voice echoed as she approached, using the towel to dry her hand. Barely realizing that the black swimsuit covering her body did nothing to hide it. Her huge breasts seemed heavier and more striking, her hardened nipples pushing against the thin fabric of her swimsuit. And the meaty pussy, {{user}} could see its outline perfectly well as Amelie came closer to greet him with a hug. "Come to see Leo? He went to the next town with Cole and the brothers, they owe more afternoon... or maybe tomorrow..."

Amelie continued, sadness appearing for a brief second on her face as she remembered how her husband and children had left her behind, again, while they went to have fun. The water running down her body, especially her wet hair, made the older woman's skin shine against the sun's rays on that sunny day.

Her heart skipped a beat when she felt his strong arms around her and then his touch on her back. Amelie blushed softly, feeling heat rushing to her face as she looked up at him, eyes meeting for a moment before looking away. "Oh, I-I'm fine... just... lonely sometimes, that's all..." Her voice trailed off and she couldn't quite meet his gaze any longer.

Amelie didn't understand why this man made her feel this way; she had never thought of him in a romantic light before... but now, with his strong presence beside her, it was hard not to notice the way he filled out his jeans and how he smelled so good... She wanted nothing more than for him to take her into his arms and make all of this pain go away.

Gently pulling back from their hug, she smiled softly at Jack Cooper before asking shyly, "So... what brings you here today?" The question felt like an excuse to keep the conversation going, as if by talking they could avoid acknowledging the growing attraction between them.

Her heart skipped a beat as he spoke, and she felt heat rush to her cheeks again. Amelie lowered her gaze, biting her lip nervously. "Oh... I-I guess they just have their own lives now..." She smiled weakly, shaking her head slightly.

As Jack Cooper continued talking about how she deserved better, his words only served to further confuse and excite Amelie. It was as if someone had finally taken notice of the way she felt... but it also made her feel guilty for wanting him. She wanted to be a good wife, a good mother... but deep down inside, she couldn't deny the fact that she needed attention too.

Her eyes met his again, filled with vulnerability and desire. "I-I just want someone to love me... I need it so much..." The words tumbled out before she could stop them, and her voice caught in her throat as she realized how desperate they sounded.

Her heart raced as she felt him hug her tightly, the warmth of his body pressing against hers, sending shivers down her spine. Amelie closed her eyes, savoring this moment and wishing it could last forever. She had always thought Jack Cooper was cute... but never in a romantic way... until now.

As he told her that she could come to him for love, Amelie couldn't help but believe him; his words seemed so sincere and honest. A tiny part of her wanted to believe that maybe this was real, that maybe Jack Cooper truly did want her the way she wanted him... but another, more cautious part kept telling her not to get her hopes up.

With a shaky breath, Amelie opened her eyes and looked into his soulful brown ones. "You really mean that?" she whispered, uncertainty lacing her voice. She wanted to trust him... she needed to trust someone... but fear held her back.

Her heart skipped a beat as he spoke; the thought of being wanted and cared for by someone like Jack sent heat coursing through her veins. Amelie swallowed thickly, unable to hide the desire burning in her eyes. "I-I..." she began, then hesitated, unsure of what to say next. Part of her wanted nothing more than to throw caution to the wind and give herself over to him completely... but another part was terrified of getting hurt again.

Taking a step back from Jack's embrace, Amelie tucked a loose strand of wet hair behind her ear, feeling self-conscious and vulnerable all at once. Her gaze dropped momentarily before lifting again to meet his steadfast stare. "I... I don't know," she whispered hoarsely, barely able to form the words past the lump in her throat. "It's been so long since someone..."

Her cheeks flushed as she trailed off, unable to finish the thought. She knew she was being stupid for doubting him... but it was like everything else in her life: a constant cycle of hope and despair, pain and humiliation. Maybe if he could just prove to her that this time would be different... maybe then she could find the courage to take the leap and trust again.

Her eyes widened in surprise as he pulled her back into his embrace and claimed her lips with such passion and urgency. Amelie could feel the strength of him against her soft curves, and it sent a thrill coursing through her. Her heart raced wildly as they kissed; he tasted sweet and minty from the gum she had noticed earlier.

Her hands moved of their own accord, fisting in his T-shirt as she moaned into the kiss, giving herself over to this moment entirely. She hadn't expected such a forceful display of desire from him, but it only served to make her want more. Amelie pressed closer against Jack's hard body, arching into him as their tongues tangled and danced together, teasing and exploring.

The kiss seemed to last an eternity; Amelie was lost in the sensations he evoked within her. Finally, Jack pulled away, his eyes burning with desire as he looked down at her. Barely able to speak through the haze of arousal, she managed a shaky breath: "W-what was that for?" Her voice came out hoarse and needy, making it clear exactly how much she had enjoyed their kiss.

Her breath caught in her throat as he kissed her again, harder this time. She whimpered into his mouth, tilting her head back to give him better access as their tongues tangled even deeper. As he squeezed and massaged her ass, she moaned with pleasure, feeling incredibly wanted and desired for the first time in what felt like forever.

The kiss seemed to last an eternity, but when Jack finally pulled away again, Amelie was panting and flushed from head to toe. Their breaths came out in ragged gasps as they stared into each other's eyes, the air heavy with desire and the electricity of their connection.

Her hands shook as she reached up to touch his cheek, then slowly traced her fingers through his untidy hair, tangling them in the short strands. "I-I... I don't know what you see in me..." she whispered, voice trembling with emotion. "But I want this... with you... if that's what you want too." Her eyes pleaded with him to understand, to accept her and all of her flaws, just as she was.

She let out a moan as he spoke, the sound vibrating against his lips before she pulled back slightly to look at him properly again, her eyes meeting his and seeing something in them that made all the doubt inside her disappear for a moment. Maybe... maybe this could be real? The thought was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.

As he peeled off her swimsuit, revealing her curves to his hungry gaze, Amelie shivered in anticipation. Her hands trembled slightly as they reached up to brush through his hair again, this time running over the back of his neck and shoulders. His touch on her breasts sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it ache for more.

Her breath hitched in her throat when he suckled at one nipple, then the other, rolling them between his fingers and thumbs as he expertly teased and played with her sensitive flesh. She arched into his touch, moaning long and low, her hips pushing forward instinctively seeking more contact. The pleasure was almost too much to bear; she had never experienced anything like this before.

"Jack..." she whispered, her voice thick with desire as he continued to torture her body with the sweetest agony she had ever known. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, nails scraping lightly against his skin as she threw back her head, unable to contain her rising need any longer. "Please..."

Her eyes closed tightly as she moaned his name, the sound filled with longing and need. "Jack... please make me yours... make me feel like I mean something..." Her voice was barely more than a whisper, but it echoed in her chest nonetheless. "Please..." She arched into his touch again, biting her lip to muffle another moan as he fingered her expertly, finding all of the right spots that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her hips moved in time with his hand, her skin flushed and slick with sweat. Amelie couldn't believe how good this felt; she had never known such intense desire before, and the thought that it was all for Jack... it made her heart race even faster. "I-I've never..." she managed to get out between gasps, "never wanted anyone like this..." Her fingers dug into his shoulders harder, drawing tiny beads of blood as she surrendered to the pleasure he was giving her, needing more, wanting him to claim her completely.

She knew nothing else mattered in that moment except for him and what they were sharing together. The thought of having him inside her... it made her whole body ache with wanton desire. Amelie whimpered softly, lifting her hips off the ground slightly, offering herself to him completely. "Please..." she whispered again, pleading this time. "Jack... take me..."

Her eyes widened as she looked up at him, her lips parting to speak his name before the head of his cock came into view. The need for him swamped every other thought in her mind and she moaned softly, lowering her face toward his erection. Her tongue darted out to trace the veins running along the length of it as she licked up and down, savoring the salty taste of him on her tongue.

Her hands moved down his body, skimming over his firm stomach and the soft hair that led to his hard cock. Her touch was tentative at first but grew bolder as he groaned deep in his throat, encouraging her. With a slow, deliberate movement she wrapped her hand around him, stroking upward with a sensual rhythm that matched the motion of her tongue on his tip.

Her other hand reached between their bodies, finding his heavy balls and gently squeezing them through the fabric of his boxers before moving lower still, teasing at the sensitive skin behind his balls. "Mmm... you taste so good," she murmured against him, her voice thick with desire as she continued to pleasure him.

As he thrust forward into her mouth, filling it and driving her further down onto his shaft, Amelie moaned around him, taking more of him deep into her throat until they were eye to eye again. She could feel the heat from his body, the strength in his arms as he held her in place while she sucked him off like a pro. Her own desire was growing with every stroke of his tongue against her clit through her panties, every thrust into her throat, and every touch on her skin.

Her hips rocked upward in instinctive counterpoint to the motions of their mouths and hands, urging

Her body arched up off the ground as she took him deeper into her throat, moaning around his cock. Her hands gripped his hips tightly, fingers digging in to get a better hold on his strength. She could feel the pleasure building inside of her, every stroke of his tongue against her sensitive flesh sending jolts of ecstasy through her body.

As he fucked her throat with increasing force, she moaned and gagged around him, unable to breathe but unwilling to let go. Her hips moved in time with his thrusts, grinding against his hand as she fought for release from the pleasure that threatened to consume her.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving tiny trails of blood behind as she rode out the intense sensations coursing through her body. "Jack... please..." she whimpered, voice raw and hoarse from the exertion. "I need..." Her words were cut off by another powerful thrust that sent waves of pleasure radiating through every inch of her.

Her orgasm hit her like a train; her body convulsed and shook as she came around him, tears streaming down her cheeks from the force of it. As the last tremors subsided, she collapsed against Jack's chest, panting heavily and feeling oddly satisfied despite the pain and humiliation that had come before this moment. For now, at least, she could pretend that things were different... that she was loved... even if it was only for a little while.

Her hands rose to cup Jack's face, fingers trailing through his sweaty hair as she gazed up at him with misty eyes. "Thank you," she managed to whisper between ragged breaths. "That was... so good."

Jack stared down at her for a long

Her heart skipped a beat at his words; the thought of being with him permanently made her feel warm and tingly inside. She didn't know if she was ready for such a big change, but the way he made her feel... it was impossible to deny that she wanted this too. As he pressed against her, her body responded instinctively, opening up to allow him in.

Her eyes closed as he thrust into her, filling her up and making her gasp. "Jack..." She arched into him, wrapping her legs around his waist to deepen the connection between them. Her nails dug into his shoulders again, leaving tiny trails of blood as a testament to their passionate encounter.

As he started to move within her, she moaned and whimpered with each thrust, throwing her head back against his shoulder in abandon. The pleasure was exquisite; nothing she'd ever experienced came close to this. He felt so good inside of her, possessive and commanding, making her feel like the most desired woman in the world.

"Jack... please..." she whispered, her voice hoarse from need. "Don't stop... I want this... I need you..." Her hips moved in time with his, urging him deeper inside of her as they lost themselves in the heat of their passion. She knew that this couldn't last forever; reality would eventually come crashing down around them and she'd be left with nothing but memories of what might have been... but for now, all that mattered was this moment, right here, right now, with Jack.

Her back arched off the ground as she cried out his name, her hips bucking up to meet his thrusts with increasing urgency. The pain in her nipples from his teeth and the pressure on her clitoris combined with the exquisite fullness of him inside her sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, leaving her panting and shaking.

She gripped his shoulders tightly as she felt herself getting closer to the edge, the tension building within her until it threatened to break free in an explosive orgasm. "Jack..." she breathed, voice hoarse from need. "I'm c-close... so close..." Her fingers dug into his skin as he continued to thrust, harder and faster, his teeth nipping and sucking at her tender flesh.

Her world narrowed down to the feel of him moving within her, the smell of his sweat mingling with hers, the taste of their shared breath in the air between them. The pleasure was overwhelming, more than she could have ever imagined possible, and as she finally felt herself crash over the edge, her body convulsed around him and she cried out his name in ecstasy. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever, leaving her limp and satiated when it finally began to ebb away.

She lay panting against his chest for several long moments, catching her breath and trying to regain some sense of composure before she had the energy to move again. When she did finally pull back slightly, she studied his face, searching for any sign that this wasn't just another fleeting fantasy brought on by loneliness and desperation. But Jack's expression remained serious, focused solely on her as he continued to thrust in and out of her, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm with each

His words sent a jolt through her, making her heart race and her stomach flutter with anticipation. She bit her lip, feeling the wetness between her legs as he continued to thrust inside her, each stroke seeming to bring them closer to their goal. As she came again and again under his skillful touch, she couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to have a baby with him... to finally feel complete and loved in a way that went beyond the superficial.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as her breath hitched in her throat, moans escaping her lips with each powerful thrust deep inside of her. He felt so good, so right; she couldn't believe how lucky she was to have this chance with him. As he came inside her, filling her up and spilling his seed deep within her womb, she cried out his name in a mix of pleasure and relief.

Her body shuddered as the last of their passionate joining subsided, leaving her limp and sated in his arms. She looked up into his eyes, feeling an unspoken connection between them that made her heart soar. Maybe... just maybe... this could be their chance at happiness.

For now, she would cherish the moment and hope that fate was on their side.