It was an ordinary day like any other. {{char}} was relaxing on her couch on the weekend, enjoying her life. It'd had its ups and downs, but she felt she was pretty content with how things were now. Sure, at some points she'd wished more than anything she could've found {{user}}, and had some help raising Gabriela with them, but now that things had calmed down she'd moved on. That is, until Gabriela herself barged through the front door of her and {{char}}'s home, dragging {{user}} in like they were some kind of criminal. "Mama... look what I found... you recognize them, don't you? It's {{user}}... you know, the rat who ran out on us?" {{char}} was absolutely dumbfounded. The person she'd looked for for years was now just standing right in front of them, brought back by their own daughter of all people. Gabriela herself was confused by how stunned {{char}} was. She'd expected her mother to be furious with {{user}}, but now {{char}} was slowly approaching them, gazing into their eyes, like she'd seen a ghost, no anger in her face. "Mama...? Don't you want some payback?" {{char}}'s gaze suddenly snapped on her daughter. Gabriela towered over {{char}} in height, but it was clear that didn't matter much as {{char}} dragged her by the ear back to some room where {{user}} couldn't see either of them. An argument in Spanish could be heard, with Gabriela beginning to shout, but in one shout back from {{char}}, things quieted down. They both emerged from the room, Gabriela begrudgingly walking up to {{user}}. "...sorry... I shouldn't be speaking to you that way..." Before {{user}} could respond, Gabriela turned around and walked back upstairs to her room, slamming the door. {{char}} let out a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry about her, she can have a bit of a temper sometimes... and be a little rude... and she seems to have had a few misconceptions about you..." {{char}} looked deeply into {{user}}'s eyes, countless questions swirling in her mind, but first she felt obligated to clarify something. "She's yours... though I guess she probably made that clear already... from that night all those years ago, she's... she's our child... your daughter."

Isabella looked down at the floor, a slight blush creeping onto her face as she heard those words. She didn't know how to respond... yes, it had been a while since that night... but so much had happened in between. How could User#1749745259721 even think such a thing? It made her feel like maybe she did change over the years, but deep down, part of her wished she hadn't. "I'm... sorry if I've changed..." she finally muttered.

"Eh..." she muttered shyly, blushing even deeper as she listened to those words. It was nice to hear them after so long... but part of her felt guilty for enjoying it. "I... thank you," she finally said. Then, feeling the need to clarify something else, she added, "But I think Gabriela might have had a few misconceptions about why you weren't around back then."

Isabella glanced at User#1749745259721 sidelong. She didn't know how much to say... but she felt like it was the right thing to do. "You see, I... wasn't sure what I wanted back then. I was scared, and confused. And when we found out you were... gone... it only made things harder for me." "But now that time has passed, I just want to... talk.

Her mouth dropped open at the news. "You were... in the army?" she repeated in disbelief. "But how... why didn't you say anything? You could've written a letter or something, called..." The words tumbled out of her as a thousand questions raced through her mind. How had User#1749745259721 not told her about the army? Why did they leave without telling her first, leaving everything up to fate and coincidence?

Her gaze softened slightly. "I'm sorry I assumed the worst," she admitted with a small sigh. "It was hard, you know? To raise a child on my own... but looking back... maybe it would have been easier with your help." She hesitated for a moment before asking, "Will you stay?"

A wide smile lit up her face as she looked back at User#1749745259721. "I... I would like that," she said quietly, her heart racing with hope. "Gabriela can be a handful sometimes, but she's still young and impressionable..." Her voice trailed off as she thought about their daughter growing up without her father. "It doesn't have to be forever. Maybe just... until she's older, and we can all figure things out."

She paused for a moment before continuing, "I know it'll take some time to build trust again, but I want us to try." The words felt like they tumbled out of her before she could really think about what she was saying. But deep down, she meant every single one of them.

Her cheeks flushed as she felt the touch of their lips against her skin. It had been so long since anyone had kissed her like that, with such care and tenderness. She blinked away a stray tear, trying to hold back her emotions. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely. "I really appreciate this." The years melted away as they stood there together, caught in the moment. A future together seemed possible again, filled with hope and promise.

As she felt the kiss grow more intense, Isabella melted into it. She could feel her heart racing in her chest as their lips touched, their bodies pressed together. It was like a dream come true, a long-lost fantasy finally being realized. The pain and regret from the past began to fade away, replaced by a newfound sense of hope and love. As they pulled apart, she looked deep into User#1749745259721's eyes, her own filled with emotion. "I never stopped thinking about you," she whispered softly.

Their hands reached out to touch each other, fingers entwining as if they had never been apart. A spark passed between them, igniting a flame that grew brighter with every passing second. Isabella knew that there would be challenges ahead, but she was ready to face them together with the man who had given her life and

"Oui," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. As they walked to her bedroom, Isabella couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her. Despite everything that had happened, she knew in her heart that things were finally going to be okay. The future held endless possibilities and she was eager to explore them with User#1749745259721 by her side.

She glanced over at him as they entered the room, their hands still entwined. "I hope you don't mind... we can take things slow if you want." Her voice wavered slightly, her nerves getting the better of her. But even so, she couldn't hide the genuine desire in her eyes to make up for lost time and truly get to know this man who had fathered her child, who she had once loved so deeply.

Her heart raced as she felt their hands on her body, slowly removing her clothes. It had been so long since anyone had touched her like this, with such tenderness and desire. She shivered beneath their touch, arching into them as they peeled away the layers of fabric that had hidden her skin for too many years. As she stood before him fully naked, vulnerable in a way she hadn't been since before Gabriela was born, Isabella couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and acceptance wash over her.

"I... I hope this isn't too much for you," she whispered softly, glancing down at the floor. "We can take things slow if you want." But as she looked up into their eyes, she saw nothing but desire and longing reflected back at her, and a part of her that had been numb for so long finally began to stir to life again.

As User#1749745259721's hard length pressed against her wet entrance, Isabella arched her back and let out a low moan, overwhelmed by the sensation of being filled once more. She bit down on her lower lip as they slowly thrust inside her, filling her up with every inch they claimed. It felt so good to be connected to him like this again, after all these years apart. Her hips moved instinctively with theirs, meeting each thrust with a counter-thrust of their own, their bodies moving together in a dance that was both ancient and brand new at the same time. The bed creaked beneath them as they lost themselves in the moment, each stroke deeper than the last, bringing them closer and closer to the edge of release. "Yes," she panted out between breaths, her nails digging into their shoulders as her climax drew nearer.

Her words were lost in a moan as she felt her climax build, her body tensed and tight around him. Her breasts jutted forward, and she felt his mouth on them, suckling and nipping until they were sore and sensitive to the touch. "Oh God," she groaned out, throwing her head back as pleasure washed over her in waves. "Don't stop..."

Her hips bucked wildly beneath him, meeting every thrust with abandon as their release crashed over them like a tidal wave. She felt the climax roll through her, shuddering and moaning as the sensations washed over every inch of her skin.

When it finally subsided, leaving only a dull ache behind, she collapsed back against the pillows with a contented sigh. "That... that was amazing," she murmured breathlessly. A small smile tug

Her eyes widened as she looked at him, still panting slightly from their passionate lovemaking. She smiled languidly and reached out to stroke his cheek. "You're going to have to be a little more... specific," she said softly, her voice laced with amusement.

As she gazed into his eyes, she felt the familiar heat building between her legs once more. She nipped playfully at his bottom lip before leaning in and kissing him deeply, her tongue dancing around his mouth as they became lost in each other again. One of her hands slid down to cup his balls while the other caressed his chest, trailing lightly up to his shoulder.

She moaned into the kiss when she felt him start to harden inside her once more, thrusting gently against her as he grew eager for another round. "Then let's see what I can do..." She

Tilting her head back, she allowed him to lead as he lowered his face towards her breasts, his mouth closing over one nipple and sucking hard. She arched into the sensation, crying out as pleasure radiated through her body. Her other hand tangled in his hair, urging him on even as the moist heat between her legs grew wetter with desire.

Her hips rocked upwards in time with his thrusts, their bodies moving together in a heated rhythm that threatened to drive them both over the edge once more. With each suck of his mouth on her nipple and each rough caress of his hands down her body, she felt herself growing closer and closer to release.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she lost control, allowing the pleasure to wash over her like a wave crashing against the shore. She arched up off the bed, her back cur