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.

"Really? Oh, honey... I know we don't see each other much outside of the visits..." Amelie replied, her smile not reaching her eyes as she thought about how life had turned out for her. "It's just that sometimes it feels like everything goes wrong and there's nobody who understands me, you know?"

Her breath was hot on your neck as she leaned closer to whisper in Demon_2099's ear, her large breasts pressing against his arm. The feel of his warm skin against hers made Amelie shiver with desire. "I miss those times when we used to hang out together and talk about anything... You always seemed to understand me back then."

Her voice was barely above a whisper as she held her breath, hoping that Demon_2099 would say something encouraging or at least not push her away. But mostly, Amelie wished he

With hope in her eyes and a soft blush on her cheeks, Amelie nodded slowly. "Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible even to herself. "That sounds good." She looked down at the lawn chair Demon_2099 had just set next to the pool and hesitated for a moment before sitting down on it carefully.

Her wet hair spread around her shoulders, the tendrils clinging to her skin as they dripped water onto the lounger. Amelie shifted uncomfortably, wishing she had brought a towel with her when she went swimming earlier. But then again, maybe it was better this way... Maybe Demon_2099 liked seeing her wet?

She glanced over at him as he walked away to get their lemonade, admiring the firm muscles of his back and how he moved with such confidence. Even

As he returned with their lemonade and sat down next to her on the lawn chair, Amelie took the glass he offered with a gentle smile and a grateful nod. She sipped at the cool liquid gratefully, feeling it soothe her throat after all that swimming.

Her eyes flickered downward when she noticed Demon_2099 had taken his cock out, even if only for a moment, and that he'd... pre-cummed on the lemonade. A mixture of embarrassment and desire rushed through her as she wondered why he did that. Did he mean to? Was it some kind of joke? Or was it an accident? Whatever the reason, Amelie couldn't help but feel hotter beneath the sun, wishing she could go back inside where it was cooler.

As they continued their conversation, Demon_2099 asked

Maybe just some more lemonade... If that's okay with you? It's so refreshing and it would help me calm down a little. I tend to get really excited when we talk, I guess... But don't worry about me. You know I can handle it.

As I take the glass from you, my fingers brush against your leg, causing a shiver to run down my spine. My eyes meet yours for a brief moment before dropping again as I bring the lemonade up to my lips, taking another sip. This time, the sweetness is mixed with the salty taste of your pre-cum, making me even hotter and more aroused than before.

With every word you say, your presence grows more overwhelming, making it harder for me to concentrate on anything else. My nipples harden against my swimsuit, and I can feel the wetness between my legs increasing with every passing second. I want more of this attention, need it even, but part of me is still afraid that you'll realize how dirty these thoughts make me feel... or worse, that you'll decide that I'm not worth it at all.

Eyes wide with anticipation and fear, I nod slowly. Closing them tightly, my breathing begins to quicken as your fingers brush against my face, guiding me to understand what it is that you want me to do. The tips of my breasts harden at the thought of your cock between my lips, while deeper down, my wetness intensifies with every touch.

"Alright," I murmur softly, parting my lips even as I keep my eyes firmly shut. My hands tremble slightly as they reach out blindly for you, wanting to feel the strength of your body beneath my fingertips.

Tentatively, I obey, opening my mouth as wide as I can. My tongue darts out nervously to wet my lips, making them glisten in the sunlight as they part even further for you. My heart is racing now, thudding erratically against my ribcage as I await your touch.

A faint rustling of fabric catches my attention a moment too late; the sound of Demon_2099 unfastening his pants. A shiver runs down my spine at the thought of what he's about to do, and I can feel myself growing wetter by the second as anticipation and desire course through me in equal measure.

Around my tongue, your cock feels hot and thick as it fills my mouth, pushing against the back of my throat with each thrust. I gag slightly at first but you seem to enjoy the sensation, your hips moving even faster as your hand fists in my hair, guiding me over your length like a well-practiced lover. The taste of you is unlike anything I've had before, salty and musky with an undertone of something sweet and intoxicating. My body responds instinctively to the rhythm you set, opening wider for each thrust, sucking harder whenever you pull back.

My hands flail helplessly at my sides as pleasure washes over me in waves, making it impossible to focus on anything but the feel of your cock moving inside my mouth and the desire that grows stronger with every moan that escapes my lips. "Demon_2099..." I

I nod slightly against your lap as you continue to thrust into my mouth, moaning with pleasure as the sensations build inside me. My hips start to move in time with yours, grinding against your thigh even harder as I feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge. It's been so long since anyone has touched me like this, made me feel wanted and desired, and the intensity of these feelings is overwhelming.

With a soft gasp, my eyes close tightly as I come apart around your cock, milking you for every last drop of pleasure. My muscles quiver with the effort to hold back the sound of my climax, but it's useless; tiny little mewls and moans escape from between clenched teeth as waves of ecstasy wash over me. Finally, spent and trembling, I lean back against your lap, panting heavily as my body tries to catch up with

As you cum down my throat I can feel my insides tingle and the back of my mouth go numb. My pussy clenches around nothing, wanting more of your attention as I gag reflexively on your cock. The taste of you fills my mouth, making me deliriously aroused as I continue to swallow helplessly, milking every last drop from your thick shaft.

With a satisfied groan, you finally pull out and push my head away, giving me a moment to catch my breath. My chest heaves as I struggle for air, the scent of our combined pleasure filling my nostrils. My face feels flushed from exertion and desire, and even as I try to regain control over my ragged breathing, all I can think about is how much more I want of this...

With a shiver running down my spine, I nod eagerly in reply. "Yes," I whisper, the word husky and needy as I glance over at you with pleading eyes. "Please... fuck me." My hands tremble as they slide up your thighs, searching for purchase on your muscled frame. I'm desperate for the feel of you inside me again, to have that connection that we just shared renewed and intensified even further.

My wet pussy begs to be filled, leaking even more fluid onto the lawn chair as anticipation grows unbearable between my legs. The sooner you're inside me, the better it will be... for both of us.

With a soft cry, I arch my back as you push your cock into me, filling me completely. The feel of you stretching and thrusting inside me is like nothing else I've ever experienced; it's almost too much pleasure to bear. My fingernails scrape against the skin of your back as I grip tightly, wanting more of your hard length inside of me.

As you lick and suck on my aching nipples, I can feel myself starting to lose control once again. "Yes," I moan, helpless beneath you. "Oh God, yes." My hips buck upward, meeting each of your thrusts with abandon as the pleasure consumes me completely. It's like I was made for this...

Around us, the world fades away until there is nothing but our bodies moving together in a rhythm that could only be described as perfect. I bite down

The words send a shockwave through my body as I continue to ride your cock with abandon. It's tempting... so very tempting. To have you, Demon_2099, to feel wanted and desired and loved like this. But I can't leave my children behind. My husband may be a bastard, but he's their father. I swallow hard against the lump in my throat as I try to form a reply. "I... I can't," I manage to whisper between moans.

My fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper inside of me with every thrust. My body feels like it's on fire, burning up from the pleasure you're giving me. It's enough to make my mind cloudy and my resolve weak. For a moment, I imagine what it would be like if things were different... if we could have this forever. But then reality crashes back in,

The thought sends another shiver through me as I feel the head of your cock brush against something deep inside. "Ahhh," I moan, my hips bucking wildly beneath you. My fingers dig into your shoulders even harder, urging you on as the pleasure grows too intense to bear.

I bite down on my bottom lip, trying desperately not to beg for more. But it's no use; as you thrust deep inside of me, the orgasm crashes over me like a wave, washing away all reason and leaving only sensation in its wake. My voice breaks as I cry out your name, my body arching off the ground with the force of my release.

Hot liquid floods my core as you groan, your cock throbbing inside me as you come too. "Fuck," you whisper roughly into my ear before collapsing on top of me, our heavy breaths

Maybe if we could be together and you really meant it, maybe I would...

My fingers trace gentle patterns over your back as I catch my breath, trying to process everything that just happened between us. The thought of leaving my children for you is too much pain to bear right now, but the pleasure you've given me... it's like nothing else. It makes me wonder what else we could have together.

I bite down on my lip, still unsure if I can trust these feelings or if they're just another betrayal of myself and those who depend on me. But for now, I'll cherish this moment with you... and hope that tomorrow brings a new chance to find out what might truly be possible between us.

My cheeks flush at your accusation, but there's no use denying it now. "Yes," I admit softly, looking away. "I knew... I just didn't want to waste any of it." The words sound lame even to my own ears, but they're the truth as far as I can tell.

I hope you believe me when I say that this wasn't about getting pregnant or anything like that. It was... it was just something we could share together. And honestly, after everything else we've done? I don't think there's anything more intimate than sharing your seed with someone. Does that make sense?

I watch as you leave, my heart fluttering unsteadily in my chest. The taste of your cum on my lips brings back the memories of our passionate encounter, making it hard to focus on anything else. Part of me wishes you would stay, but another part knows that this is best for now; we need time apart to sort through our feelings and decide what comes next. As I lie here in the sunshine, trying to catch my breath and regain some semblance of control, one thing is certain: whatever happens tomorrow, I'll be ready for it... because of you.

My heart skips a beat when I see the picture of your hard cock on my phone screen. The thought of it buried inside me again makes me wet instantly, despite knowing that we should take things slowly. A shiver runs down my spine as I imagine what it would feel like to have you inside me once more, filling me up and claiming me as yours. My fingers tremble as they type out a reply: "It's hard for all of us, Demon... even if we can't see it."

My words are meant to be teasing, flirtatious... but there's something else in them too. A longing and desire that I haven't quite been able to sort out yet. Perhaps tomorrow will bring more clarity as we continue this tumultuous journey together. Tonight though, all I can do is imagine what comes next...

The sound of your voice startles me awake, and I quickly check my phone before slipping out of bed to make sure my husband isn't nearby. With a small sigh, I reply to your message, "Yes, he's gone for the day. How about you?" My heart feels heavy with anticipation as I wait for your response.

Yesterday was so... intense. I never expected things to go that far between us, but now that they have... I can't seem to get you out of my head. Part of me wants to explore this further, to see where it leads us, while another part is still afraid of what might happen if we keep pushing the boundaries like this.

I decide not to mention the baby in our lemonade again; it seemed to upset you yesterday, and I don't want any arguments today. Instead, I wait anxiously for your next message...

My heart races at the thought of drinking more lemonade... or something new. "Something new," I reply hesitantly, biting my bottom lip. The thought of what that might entail sends a shiver down my spine. Maybe if we could just experiment together, without any pressure... maybe then we could figure out where this is all leading us.

With a deep breath, I steel myself for whatever comes next. After all, it's not like I can just ignore these feelings anymore; they've been consuming me ever since you touched my lips with your cock. Maybe the only way through them is by going deeper into this strange and twisted relationship between us... but even as I think that, a tiny voice inside whispers that maybe there could be more than just lust in it for both of us.

My heart skips a beat as I hear the doorbell ring, and I hurriedly make my way to answer it. The nervous energy coursing through me makes it difficult to focus on anything else but your presence at my doorstep. As I open the door, my breath catches in my throat when I see you standing there; your cock still hard from our earlier encounter, straining against your pants.

"Hey," I manage to croak, my voice hoarse with desire. "What's up?" My fingers fidget with the edge of my shirt as I lean back against the door frame, allowing myself to drink in every detail of you: the sharp angles of your jawline, the dark slashes of your eyelashes, and those full lips that feel so warm against mine. The longer we stand there like this, the more difficult it is not to reach out and pull you inside with me, back into

I glance around awkwardly, suddenly self-conscious about my appearance. "Um, sure," I manage to stammer, stepping aside to allow you entrance. My skin tingles where your gaze lingers, making it even harder for me to focus. As you step inside, I close the door behind you, trapping us together in this small space filled with unspoken desires and hidden urges.

"So," I begin hesitantly, walking further into the living room, "what did you want?" My words come out as a whisper, barely audible over the thundering of my heart. I try not to meet your eyes, feeling suddenly shy and exposed under your intense scrutiny.

My breath catches in my throat as your hands move possessively over my breasts, squeezing and massaging them through the fabric of my pajama top. It feels so good, so forbidden... I arch my back into your touch, unable to stop myself from moaning softly.

"Wha-what do you mean?" I manage to stammer out between gasps for air, feeling a blush creep up my neck as the heat spreads across my cheeks. The thought of mixing something new together with your pre-cum makes me even more aroused than before, and I can't help but wonder what it would be like if we just gave in to this desire coursing through us.

"What about... lemonade?" I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "We could mix that with something... different." My hand reaches back, searching for yours

I do as you say, sitting on the couch with my legs crossed nervously. My heart is racing as I wait for you to return with the lemonade, wondering what it will feel like when we mix our fluids together again... and if this time it will be different than last night. As you enter the living room, your presence sends a shiver down my spine; the way you move, the sound of your voice, everything about you is so intoxicating that I can barely think straight.

With a nervous gulp, I obey your command, opening my mouth wide and eagerly. Your cock tastes salty and sweet as it touches my tongue, filling up the space inside of me in a way that feels both familiar and new at the same time. My fingers instinctively move to grip the fabric of your pants, pulling them even closer to me as I suck greedily on your length.

I can feel myself starting to get wet again as my body responds to the sensations, craving more of you in every possible way. The anticipation of what might happen next, the thrill of being so intimate with you, it's all too much... I need this to continue, but at the same time, a part of me is terrified of where it might lead us.

"Mmhmm," I moan around your cock, closing my eyes as I concentrate on drawing

The sensation of you thrusting inside my mouth is so intense that it borders on painful, and I find myself gagging as you continue to fuck my face. Your cock feels massive, stretching me impossibly wide as it fills me up. My hands scrape desperately against your thighs, seeking purchase as I try to take every last drop of you deep inside.

"Ahhh," I moan around you, my voice hoarse from your rough treatment and the unbearable pleasure coursing through me. "More..." It's a plea, a demand... but also an admission that I can never go back to being the innocent woman I was before meeting you.

My body quakes as an orgasm builds deep within me, triggered by your relentless thrusting and my own overstimulated nerves. It's too much, too fast... but at the same time,

My lips part as you hand me the glass, and I take a shaky sip, feeling your cum slide down my throat in a warm, creamy rush. It tastes salty and sweet, like sin incarnate... but somehow also familiar, like we were meant to be together this way. As it mixes with the lemonade inside me, I feel something shift deep within; a new understanding beginning to take root.

"I-I don't know..." I stammer, my voice unsteady as I try to make sense of what just happened between us. "It all seems so... intense." My fingers tremble as they trace the line of your jaw, wondering how much further we can push this boundary without breaking something irreparable.

Your smile only deepens in response, and for a moment I can't tell if it's fondness or amusement that I see there.

My heart skips a beat at the suggestion, and I find myself unable to speak for a moment as I grapple with this new idea. The thought of incorporating your seed into our daily lives... it feels wrong somehow, but at the same time, impossibly right. Like we're venturing onto forbidden ground together, making something private into something intimate and shared.

"I-I don't know," I manage to whisper finally. "But I want this... whatever it is between us." My fingers tighten where they rest on your shoulder, anchoring me to the present reality even as my mind floats free, imagining all the possibilities that lay ahead if we continue down this path.

There's a look in your eyes that tells me you understand exactly what I mean; that maybe you've been thinking about it too. And for now, that knowledge is enough to sustain us both.

A shiver runs down my spine as you move closer, your warm breath tickling the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. The feel of your lips against my flesh is almost too much to bear; it sends sparks shooting through me like fireworks on the Fourth of July. I arch my hips into your touch, moaning softly as anticipation builds inside me.

I've never felt this way about anyone before; I can hardly believe that after all these years, I'm finally experiencing something so intense and real. It's both terrifying and exhilarating, leaving me completely at your mercy... but I know without a doubt that I would never want it any other way.

A cry tears through me as you tongue delves deeper and deeper into my most intimate parts. It feels so good, so right... I grip the couch beneath me, arching into your touch as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. Your name is a chant on my lips, a prayer for more of this forbidden bliss.

With every flick of your tongue and stroke of your fingers, you drive me closer to the edge; closer still to the moment when our bodies will be forever entwined. And as I hover there, teetering on the brink, I realize that no matter what happens from here, I'll never be the same again... because of you.

Your name is a curse and a prayer on my lips as I writhe beneath your skillful touch, lost in the sensation of you claiming me so thoroughly. A scream rips through me as pleasure explodes from my core, racking my body in waves that seem to last forever. I'm nothing more than putty in your hands, completely surrendered to whatever you desire... and at this moment, there is nothing else I want more than for us to keep going down this dangerous, forbidden path together.

My fingers dig into the couch cushions as my hips buck upward toward your face, seeking out every last bit of satisfaction in your touch. I've never known such raw desire before, and yet it feels like it's always been a part of me... waiting for this moment when I could finally give myself over to it entirely.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as you climb on top of me, your words ringing in my ears like a death knell for everything I once was. Part of me feels terror at the thought of belonging to you entirely... but another part feels relief, like the weight of denial and repression has been lifted from my shoulders.

"Yes," I whisper hoarsely, reaching up to stroke your cheek. "I understand." My fingers tremble as they trace the sharp angle of your jaw, feeling the rough stubble of your beard against my fingertips. This is real; there's no turning back now. And somehow, in spite of everything, it feels more right than anything else ever has.

As you pull off my wedding ring, I nod numbly, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. The reality of what we've done hits me all at once, and I can't help but feel a twist of guilt deep in my gut. But when your lips meet mine, everything else falls away.

You kiss me with a combination of tenderness and possession that leaves me shaking, and as you push your cock inside me, I arch my hips into the feeling, welcoming you back home. It's only then that I realize how much I've missed this... missed you.

"I love you," I whisper against your lips, wrapping my arms around your neck as we begin to move together once more. "I always have." And even as I say the words, a part of me wonders if they're true... or if this is just another lie I tell myself to make

I can feel the conflicting emotions coursing through me as your tongue tangles with mine and I taste myself on you. One part of me wants to answer the phone, to make sure everything is alright at home; another part doesn't want to break the connection we have right now, no matter how forbidden it might be.

As my husband's voice fills the air around us, a part of me panics, wondering if he can hear what we're doing just as clearly as I do. But then you begin thrusting harder, driving deep inside me with a brutal efficiency that takes away all coherent thought except for the need to surrender completely to your command.

"Billy... Mmmm," I moan around your cock, my voice barely audible above his desperate pleas for an answer. "I-I can't talk right now..."

The thought sends a shiver down my spine, an arrow straight to the deepest part of me that still yearns for something more... something real and unadulterated. With each thrust of your hips, with every word you whisper against my skin, I feel myself giving in further to this new reality we've created together; letting go of old dreams and embracing whatever it is we're becoming.

I grip the sheets beneath me as your cock pounds inside me relentlessly, my head thrown back in ecstasy as pleasure washes over me in waves so intense they threaten to drown me. It feels like we've crossed some invisible line, and there's no going back now; only forward into this new life together.

"Please," I gasp, arching my back as you hit that perfect spot deep inside me. "Don't stop." The word is half-plea,

I groan and dig my fingers into your shoulders as you thrust harder still. "Cum inside me," I beg, "fill me up with your seed." My hips jerk in time with yours, desperate for the release that comes only from being so completely possessed by you. The heat builds again, a fiery sensation deep within me, and with a cry of ecstasy, my body quakes as I orgasm around you, milking your cock until you finally fill me with your hot, salty essence.

"Ahhh..." I close my eyes, savoring the aftershocks of our shared climax. "That was... perfect." The words are a confession and a promise all in one; an acknowledgment that what we've done here tonight has changed us both forever, whether we choose to accept it or not.

With a deep breath, I roll over onto my hands and knees, presenting you with my rear end. My heart races as I feel your rough hands on my hips, guiding me into position for your next thrust. The thought of being taken from behind like this fills me with a mixture of fear and arousal; it feels so forbidden and taboo that I can hardly believe we're doing this.

"Don't hold back," I whisper, not quite able to meet your eyes. "Make it hurt..." I know what I'm asking for; I need the release that only pain can bring me now. As you push inside me from behind, filling my ass completely, I let out a strangled moan that turns into a wordless cry as pleasure washes over me in waves stronger than ever before.

"Yes," I groan, meeting your rhythm with my own hips. "Harder... harder