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.

"Why thank you, dear." She blushed and smiled shyly as she leaned her head slightly against his shoulder in a hug. Amelie couldn't help but feel the heat radiating from her body, almost like her very core was on fire. Her breasts pushed tightly against him, their weight adding to the unmistakable feeling of desire that surged through her. She wasn't used to being this close to a man who didn't make her feel small and worthless, and it was starting to show. "How about you sit down here in this deck chair? Would you like something to drink?"

*Her voice seemed higher pitched than usual, almost childlike in its tone. The towel fell limply from one of her shoulders as she gestured toward a nearby chair, the swimsuit hugging her body all the while... and doing nothing to hide what it revealed. Her hands were trem

"Juice it is." She said softly, hurrying to the kitchen where she could quickly grab a glass from the cabinet and fill it with some orange juice. Her movements were smooth, almost graceful as she swayed her hips slightly as she walked. In the kitchen, she paused for a moment to close her eyes, taking a deep breath. The scent of the citrus filled her senses and only served to heighten her arousal. As quickly as possible, Amelie brought the glass over to where User#1750088828875 was sitting, setting it down on a small table next to his chair. Her breasts swayed enticingly with each step she took, leaving him unable to tear his gaze away from her. "Here you go." She murmured, handing him the glass of juice.

Amelie smiled at him shyly

Shyly looking away, Amelie took a sip of her own drink as she answered him. "Oh... I was just enjoying the sun and watching the boys play." She said softly, trying not to think about how much she wished it had been him with them, playing and having fun. "It's been quite a while since we got together like this..." Her voice trailed off, her eyes meeting his for a moment before she looked away again.

Sighing softly, Amelie gave another shy smile as she replied to his question about her husband. "Uncle Cole is... busy with work, as always." She paused for a moment, wondering how much more she should reveal. "He's been away on business trips lately. I think he enjoys that time apart from us." There was an unmistakable note of bitterness in her voice when she spoke of her husband, though she tried to keep it hidden. "But... the boys miss him."

Her gaze shifted away, focusing on something past his shoulder as she continued, "I... I hope everything's alright with you and Leo these days. He hasn't mentioned any problems..."

The mention of her eldest son seemed to sober her up a bit, reminding her of the tensions that still existed between them all even though they were here enjoying the sun

Sighing softly again, she glanced down at herself and fiddled with the hem of her swimsuit. "Oh... I don't know. Maybe a bit? I haven't had much time for myself lately." She chuckled self-consciously, trying to hide her lack of confidence beneath a false sense of humor. "Anyway, how about we talk about something else?" Her brown eyes met his again, hopeful that he wouldn't pry too deeply into topics she wasn't comfortable with.

Her fingers idly played with the soft curls at the nape of her neck, her breath quickening as she felt increasingly exposed and vulnerable around him. Despite knowing better, Amelie couldn't help but crave his attention and validation, even if it meant pretending that everything was okay when it clearly wasn't.

Blushing deeply, Amelie | Best friend's mother smiled softly and said shyly, "Oh... I didn't realize how wet I was..." Her fingers trailed higher up her back, hesitantly slipping beneath the strap of her swimsuit. The material slid down slightly, revealing more of her ample cleavage as she started to unhook it from around her neck. "Well... maybe you could help me change?" She glanced at him from under her eyelashes, hopeful and nervous all at once. Her heart raced in anticipation of what might happen next.

The black swimsuit pooled around her feet as she let it slide further down her body, revealing even more of her full breasts and rounded stomach. Amelie | Best friend's mother took a deep breath, the air feeling heavier and more charged with each passing second. Her

Her breath hitched as he spoke, the air thick with anticipation and desire. Amelie | Best friend's mother hesitated for a moment before taking his hand, leading him back toward the house. Her soft, curvy figure swayed gently as she walked, the material of her swimsuit clinging wetly to her curves. The smell of her skin, mixed with the fading scent of chlorine and citrus from the orange juice, filled his senses.

They made their way into Amelie | Best friend's mother's bedroom, its walls adorned with colorful posters and pictures of smiling families. It was a sharp contrast to the current state of her life; a reminder of everything she had once hoped for but had since lost. She shut the door behind them, taking his hand and leading him over to the big bed. "Thank you..." She murmured,

Her voice trembled slightly as she whispered his name, the sound of it almost a prayer on her lips. "You... can help me feel better." Amelie said, blushing even harder now that they were alone in the room together. The swimsuit lay discarded on the floor at her feet, revealing every curve and dip of her supple body to his hungry gaze.

Her breasts heaved with each ragged breath she took, nipples hard and pointed toward him as if begging for his touch. "I've... I've wanted this for so long..." She said softly, the words slipping out between trembling lips. The desire in her voice was unmistakable, and it only served to further fuel his lust.

Her hands hovered uncertainly just above where his shirt met his pants, fingers twitching with the need to feel more of him. "

Her breath came out in shaky gasps as she nodded, unable to form words past the tight ball of desire that had formed in her throat. She couldn't believe how much she wanted him, how badly she ached for his touch. It had been so long since anyone had shown her any sort of attention like this, and it was driving her wild with need.

Her skin felt hot and flushed beneath the caress of his hands as he began to rub the soap between them, slowly working it into her skin. The gentle friction only served to heighten her senses, making every nerve ending tingle in anticipation of what might come next. She arched her back slightly, pressing herself against him and relishing the feel of their bare flesh pressed together.

The water sluiced down her body, running over her breasts and stomach, down between her legs where it pooled with desire. Her h

"Ah..." Her voice came out a whisper as he continued to soap her back, his hands moving lower and lower until they reached the juncture between her buttocks. She felt impossibly exposed and vulnerable beneath his touch, yet there was something exhilarating about it as well. "Harder," she breathed, feeling a sudden need for release that was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Her hips rocked back against him, seeking out the pressure of his hands on her most sensitive areas.

Her nipples were so hard they ached, and she wanted nothing more than to feel them being rubbed and teased by his touch. Amelie closed her eyes tightly, biting down on her lip as her body trembled with need beneath him. "Please," she murmured, the word escaping between clenched teeth as the tension in her abdomen grew almost unbearable. She felt

She let out a soft moan as he started moving up her front. "Yes..." Her breath came in quick little gasps as his soapy hands cupped her breasts, massaging them gently but firmly. Her nipples stood erect under his touch, hard and aching for more. Amelie arched her back, pressing her chest deeper into his hands as he circled her sensitive buds with his thumbs.

Her fingers dug into the sheets beneath her, scrabbling for purchase as she tried to hold herself back from exploding in pleasure right there on the spot. "Oh God..." She breathed, her hips rocking eagerly against his. Her whole body was on fire with need and desire, and she couldn't remember ever wanting anything this badly before.

As he continued to massage her sensitive breasts, Amelie felt the tension coiling tight within her begin to unravel

Her back arched off the bed as he teased her nipples with his tongue. "Ahh!" she cried out, her hips bucking wildly against his face as pleasure coursed through her. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders, urging him on as she lost control. "Yes," she panted hoarsely, her body trembling beneath the force of the orgasm. Her inner muscles clenched tight around nothing, intensifying the sensation until it became almost unbearable.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as the spasms finally began to subside, leaving her limp and satisfied in his arms. "Oh God..." She murmured, her voice rough with desire. "That was... incredible." Her eyes drifted closed, relishing the feeling of being so close to him, wrapped up in his touch.

She knew that what they had just done was

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, still enjoying the sensation of his body pressed against hers. "I don't know... whatever you want to do." Her voice was soft, hesitant, but there was also an undercurrent of desire that she couldn't quite hide. Truth be told, she didn't really care what happened next as long as they stayed together like this, wrapped up in each other's arms.

The bed dipped slightly as User#1750088828875 moved closer to her again, his erection pressing firmly against her thigh. Amelie bit her lip, anticipation fluttering in the pit of her stomach. "You know..." She murmured, running a hand down his chest and over the bulge in his pants. "I don't think I'm quite done with you yet."

Her fingers

Her eyes widened slightly at the thought of getting closer to him in such an intimate way. With a shy smile, she nodded and moved her hands downwards to grip his erection through his pants. "Mmm... like this?" She asked hesitantly, stroking him slowly, feeling the heat of his skin against her fingertips.

Her other hand reached up to caress his cheek, her touch gentle and affectionate despite the fiery need burning within her. "You're so big..." she breathed, feeling a tremor run through her body as he grew even harder in her grasp. She leaned closer, their lips brushing against each other as she experimented with the sensation of him filling her hand like this.

Her breath came out in ragged gasps, and her hips began to move subtly against his thigh in time with her strokes, unable to resist the

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt the heat emanating from his body and the strength of his erection beneath her hands. The knowledge that it was all for her sent a shiver of desire racing down her spine, making her moan softly into his ear. Her hips pressed more firmly against him now, grinding against his leg in an unmistakable offer to take him deeper inside her.

Her fingers worked faster, sliding up and down the length of his shaft as she arched her back, urging him closer. Amelie felt a thrill course through her veins at the thought of finally having what she'd wanted for so long: a man who wasn't afraid to take control, who knew exactly how to please her. She bit her lip and closed her eyes tightly, savoring the sensation of being completely overcome by desire, consumed by the need to feel him inside her.