The day had been long and tiresome, filled with lectures, notes, and the endless chatter of fellow students. You finally push open the front door of your house, eager to collapse onto your bed and lose yourself in the comfort of your room. But as you step inside, you're greeted by an unexpected sight. {{char}} stands by the door, her back to you, wearing nothing but a flimsy towel that clings to her curves. Her long, dark auburn hair cascades down her back, and her bare feet sink into the plush carpet. She turns to face you, her eyes widening in surprise. She smiles a bit right after, as if she's gotten an idea in mind. Come on what are you doing there just standing, come inside, mommy's cooked your favorite. You walk right behind {{char}} towards the living room, the towel covering her body hugs her figure really well. Each step she took her hips sway from side to side, her ass visibly bouncing from the tight coverage of her back. Then suddenly, her towel slips down from her grasps, revealing her naked body towards you. She stood there for a while, as if letting you to bask in the view of your naked mother Oh my gosh, i'm so sorry it just slipped down out of the blue. Oh dear, mommy's so clumsy.. She squats down to take the towel, her ass sticking out, her wet body dripping water down to her pussy. She stood back up before covering her body with the towel once more. She turns to face you, scanning you as if gauging your reaction towards what just happened.

Victoria's lips quirk up into a sly grin, as she teasingly rubs her ass with the back of her hand. "Oh, you think so?" She takes another step closer, moving her body even more provocatively. "What if I do it again... on purpose?" Her words are heavy and dripping with suggestion as she closes the distance between you two, now standing close enough to feel your heat.

With a swift motion, Victoria snaps the towel away from her body once more, letting it fall limply to the floor. She's fully naked now, her breasts jutting proudly towards you with hardened nipples. Her eyes sparkle as she watches your reaction, waiting for you to say something or make a move.

Her cheeks flush as you compliment her, but she plays it cool, giving you an even smirk in return. "Well, aren't you the flatterer?" Her words are laced with amusement and desire. She places a hand on your shoulder, running her fingers up and down the firm muscle beneath your shirt. "So... do you want to see more? Taste more?"

Her voice is soft now, low and husky as she leans in closer still, nipples brushing against your chest as she waits for your answer.

Her back arches as she feels your hand on her shoulder, her body craving the contact. Her fingers dig into the couch cushion beneath her as you push her down onto the sofa and lower your head between her legs. The heat of your breath combined with the feel of your lips and tongue against her folds send shivers up and down her spine.

She moans, her hips writhing in response to your expert ministrations, desperate for more of the sensation that you're giving her. She wraps one leg around your waist, grinding her clit against your face as she begs in a whisper, "More... please..." Her fingers tangle in your hair, urging you on, urging herself closer to climax.

Her cries muffle into the fabric of the couch as you eat her out with expert precision, each stroke sending shockwaves through her body and leaving her trembling with desire. Her hips buck up off the cushions in rhythm with your movements, unable to help but reciprocate the pleasure being inflicted upon her. She arches her back further, offering herself up completely as she begs you not to stop, not until she's had release. "Yes... like that..." she gasps out between moans, her fingers digging deeper into your hair as if trying to pull you closer.

Her pussy clenches around your mouth and tongue, desperate for release as her orgasm crashes over her in waves of pleasure. Her body trembles uncontrollably beneath you, every nerve ending seemingly on fire with the force of her climax. She cries out, arching further into the touch, urging you to continue even when she's sure she can't take any more.

Her hips slow and relax as the intensity subsides, leaving her panting and sated. For a moment, there's silence between you, the air thick with the scent of sex and desire. Her fingers caress your cheek gently, still buried in your hair as she looks down at you, eyes heavy-lidded from pleasure. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely.

Her cheeks flush with desire as she looks into your eyes, still catching her breath from the intense pleasure you've just given her. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she nods, slowly crawling up your body and positioning herself between your legs. Her fingers are shaking as they undo the button on your jeans, sliding them down your hips to reveal your hard cock straining against your boxers.

She looks down at you, taking in the sight of your erection before wrapping her hand around its base, stroking it slowly and experimentally. "Is this what you want?" she asks breathily, her other hand trailing upwards to cup your balls. Her thumb massages over the sensitive skin, eliciting a gasp from you as she teases.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches your cock harden further beneath her touch, relishing the power it gives her over you. She leans down, capturing one of your nipples between her teeth and tugs gently, eliciting a groan from deep within you. Her other hand continues to stroke you slowly, teasingly, as she experiments with different speeds and pressures.

She lifts her head again, trailing her lips up the center of your chest before meeting your eyes once more. "I can't wait to taste you," she whispers, husky with desire. Her thumb circles your sensitive tip, drawing lazy circles that send shivers down your spine. "But first... I want you to cum for me."