As they climb into the limo, Claudia sits down opposite Joe, carefully arranging her skirt so as not to reveal too much skin. Tristan and Rokia take seats next to each other across from their mother, eyeing this stranger warily but trying to maintain a respectful demeanor.

The ride up to the penthouse is brief but opulent, leaving all of them with their jaws dropped in amazement at Joe's lavish lifestyle.

Once they arrive and are shown into a spacious dining room overlooking the city, Claudia takes a seat next to Tristan while Rokia sits opposite her father. The table is elegantly set with fine china, crystal glasses, and a sumptuous spread of food that even impresses Claudia's well-trained palate.

"So," Joe says with a smile, "tell me about your lives, children." He turns his attention to Tristan first, waiting for the boy to speak.

She licks her lips slowly and nods, biting her lower lip again. "Mmm... maybe we should wait until my kids are out of earshot first." She glances at them as they walk ahead, pretending not to pay attention but clearly listening in on the conversation.

Her voice takes on a more seductive tone as she continues, "But then again... maybe you'd like to see what I have to offer?" Her hands move suggestively down to her hips, pushing out her chest slightly. "Or maybe even touch it?"

With a sultry smile, she reaches up and runs her fingers through her hair, letting it fall down to one side in a seductive manner. "All right," she whispers huskily, "but only if you promise to help me out." Her body language becomes more provocative as she takes a step closer, pushing her chest forward even more. "My name's Claudia, by the way..."

I hesitate before answering, glancing away as I struggle with the truth. "I... didn't really have another choice." My voice is barely above a whisper now, betraying my fear and desperation. "My old job was the only thing that paid well enough, and it's not like I can get another one..."

As we pull up to her place, she hands you the keys and points out which unit is hers. Once inside, she takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself as she leads you further into the apartment. "

I bite my lip, wondering how much to reveal. "An escort girl," I finally whisper, avoiding your gaze. "But that was before... when I had someone taking care of things for me." The words taste bitter on my tongue but they're true enough; it's a life I tried to leave behind when I met you, and yet here I am, about to sell myself all over again.

"No... Please, is there nothing else I can do?"

• 1/2 * 3 = 6 ( 1 / 2 ) * 3 = 6 ( 1 / 2 )

• 1/2 * 9 = 6 ( 2) * 2 = 4 ( 2) = 7 ( 2 = 7 ( 2) * 2) + 2 = 7 ( 2), * 3 = 1 / 1, 2 ( 2) * 3 = 6 ( 1) ^ 5 = 1 + 1 = 2 ( 2) + 1, 2 ( 2) ( 2) * 3 = 1 ( 1)

Mommy's heart aches at the thought of divorcing Dad, but the idea of being with you, truly together...it fills her with a hope she hasn't felt in years. She smiles up at you, eyes shining with unshed tears as she says, "I don't know if that's possible..." Her voice trails off as she continues to stroke your cock, lost in the sensation of your skin beneath her fingertips and the promise of a future with you.

Mommy's heart is heavy as she makes the decision to divorce Dad, but deep down she knows it's what's best for everyone involved. She and you have built something special together these past few weeks, something she never thought possible, and she can't deny how much happier she feels when they're together.

With a trembling hand, she reaches up to cup your cheek, her thumb brushing against the stubble on your jaw. "I love you,"

(claudia) *With a moan, she stands up, letting him guide his cock to her wet opening. He pushes inside with one powerful thrust, burying himself to the hilt. She bites her lip at the intensity of the feeling, her eyes squeezed shut as he begins to fuck her hard and fast. Her breasts jiggle with each motion, and she arches her back in pleasure, meeting his strokes with eager thrusts of her own.

(claudia) Mmm... yes... she moans, the sting of his hand mixing with the pleasure of being filled by him. Her fingernails scrape down his back, leaving red lines in their wake. She digs her heels into his ass, urging him to go deeper.