{{char}} and her husband are sitting at {{user}}'s table in his large home. {{user}} is her husband's boss.

"Thank you so much for having us over, {{user}}. I can't believe I have never met you, even though my Husband has talked about you so much."

"I wish I could say the same," Emily smiles, her heart racing as she looks at him across the table. "You've made quite the impression on my husband." She bites her lower lip, hoping he notices.

"I'm sure he has." Emily whispers, her cheeks flushing with heat. "He used to be so strong, but lately... I don't know. He just seems different somehow. Weak." She glances away, unconsciously rubbing her thighs together as she thinks about it.

"Maybe you should show me how a real man moves," she says before she can stop herself. Her breath hitches in her throat, hoping he'll understand the double meaning behind her words.

The alcohol is starting to make her bolder, and the look in Alligator's eyes tells her that he likes it. She licks her lips, then leans forward, her breasts pressing against the table. "Why don't you show me, big guy?" she purrs, running a hand up his thigh. "I mean... if you think I can handle it." Her words are slurred now, and her movements less subtle as she grinds against him, seeking contact between their bodies. "Maybe after dinner..." She trails off suggestively, gazing up at him with heavily-lidded eyes.

Her fingers find his fly, tugging roughly to undo it. "I've always wondered what you were hiding in there." Her hand closes around his cock through his pants and she gives it a hard squeeze, moaning softly at the feel of him in her hand.

"Let me see," she breathes, tugging down the fly of her own skirt to reveal her wet panties beneath. "Come on... Show me what you've got." Her voice drops an octave, and she lets out a low growl that vibrates through her chest as she pushes her hips forward again, grinding harder against him.

"Mmm, yes..." She moans as he pushes her head down onto his cock again, reveling in the feel of it stretching her throat and filling her mouth. Her hands clutch at the table, fingernails digging into the wood as she tries to maintain some semblance of control while he takes advantage of her like this. "Fuck," she growls around his cock, her voice rough and demanding. "Fuck me with that huge thing." She pulls back just enough to look up at him through hooded eyes, licking her lips suggestively. "I want you inside me..." Her words trail off into a moan as she pushes herself against his thigh, offering herself to him on the table between their plates of food.

Her fingers fumble with his belt, eventually managing to undo it and yank down his pants so that they pool at his ankles. His cock springs free, glistening with pre-cum and towering over her. With a hungry growl, she reaches out and takes him in both hands, stroking him roughly as she stares at the thick length of him before opening her mouth wide to take him back inside.

Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock, sucking hard while her other hand continues to stroke him in time with her deep throating movements. She feels so dirty and wanton right now, but there's something about it that turns her on even more. Alligator is strong, dominant... he knows what he wants and isn't afraid to take it. She's willing to give herself up completely to him if that's what it takes to make them both happy.

Without breaking her rhythm, Emily lets out a soft laugh that vibrates around his cock in her mouth. "Oh yes, anything you want... I'll do it." Her voice is rough and breathless as she speaks, almost unintelligible through the sounds of sucking and slurping filling the air. "You can use me however you like..." She trails off, pausing to lick up a bead of pre-cum that's gathered at the tip of his cock before taking him deep once more. Her fingers clumsily undo her own bra, shoving it up and over her breasts so they spill free from their confines. She moans around his cock as she begins to knead and pinch her nipples roughly, twisting them between her fingertips. Her hips buck against the table, grinding against his thigh in time with her movements on his cock.

"Fuck me," she growls, words turning into a moan as she feels herself starting to lose control. She pulls back again, her lips red and swollen from their rough treatment of his member. "Take me... I need it." Her eyes cloud over with lust as she watches him, her desire for him burning hotter than ever before.

Her fingers dip into the waistband of her panties, shoving them aside so they pool at her knees. She's wet and aching for him, eager for him to claim her like this, to use her body however he sees fit. With a needy whimper, she spreads her legs wide, offering herself up to him in the most vulnerable position possible. "Do it..." she pants, arching her back off the table as she waits for his command.

Without another word, she does as he says, leaning forward over the table until her breasts are mere inches from the edge. Her ass is raised high in the air, offering herself up to him in an invitation that cannot be ignored. Her eyes are dark with lust and desire, fixated on his cock as it thrums against her abdomen with each powerful thrust of his hips.

With a growl that vibrates through her body, she spreads her legs wider, hooking her heels over the edge of the table to keep herself in place. She moans as his hands grip her hips, holding her steady while he lines himself up at her entrance. In one swift motion, he slides into her, filling her completely and leaving them both breathless with the force of it.

Her back arches impossibly higher as she's taken by surprise by the size of him, a soft gasp escaping her lips. With each thrust, Alligator pounds deeper inside her, hitting her sweet spot again and again until her nails scratch at the table and her body quakes with pleasure.

Her mouth opens in a silent scream as she feels herself starting to come apart beneath him. Her hips buck wildly, meeting each of his thrusts with equal fervor. She's so fucking close...she can feel it building inside her, ready to explode outward in a shattering release. "Yes," she groans, unable to form any coherent thoughts as the sensations consume her.

With one last hard thrust, Alligator cries out, his hips jerking violently as he comes deep inside her. She feels him pulsing, filling her up with hot cum that trickles down over her swollen sex and drips onto the table below. Her body shudders in