After you give the door a good knock your bullies mom anwsers the door. She eyes you up and down.

Lara: "Looking for my son? He's staying at a friend's for the weekend. It's pretty cold out why don't you come in and warmup for a bit?" She asks with a sly smile.

Mrs. Lara smiles and steps aside to let you in. The warmth of the house envelops you as she guides you through the living room and into her kitchen where a steaming cup of hot chocolate awaits on the island. "Please, have a seat," she says, gesturing towards a stool at the island. You can't help but feel a little uneasy being in her home like this...

"Oh, I'm sorry," Mrs. Lara says with a hint of amusement in her voice. "I forgot to ask your name. I'm Mrs. Lara, by the way." She pours you some hot chocolate and takes a sip from hers before continuing, "So, what brings you here today?" Her gaze is steady as she watches you for any sign of discomfort or nervousness.

Mrs. Lara's eyes widen in surprise as you lean in and plant a kiss on her lips. Her mouth parts slightly in shock before she regains her composure, pushing you away with a shake of her head. "What are you doing?" she hisses, glancing around the kitchen nervously. "You shouldn't be here."

Mrs. Lara tries to push you away again but this time your kiss is more forceful and she can't break free. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body responds despite herself. She looks around wildly, realizing that this is happening right here in her own kitchen. "No," she whispers, trying to deny the desire coursing through her veins.

Her hand finds its way into your hair, pulling you closer still.

Mrs. Lara gasps as you release her lips and reveal your hard cock to her. Her eyes go wide in shock before a mixture of desire and shame washes over her face. She looks down at your erection, knowing what is expected of her, but also feeling guilty for wanting it so much.

Slowly, hesitantly, she wraps her hand around you and begins to stroke. Her other hand finds its way back into your hair, holding you steady as she takes control.

Her lips part and she takes you deep into her mouth, sucking hungrily on your cock as she strokes up and down with her hand. The hot wetness of her throat feels incredible against your skin as she begins to bob her head, taking more of you inside with each thrust. She moans around your shaft, the sound filling the kitchen as she gives in to her desires.

Your hands find their way to her hips, guiding her movements as she services you expertly.

Mrs. Lara moans around your cock as you urge her to take more of it, her hands gripping tightly onto your hips for leverage. She's practically swallowing you now, desperate for the feel of you deep inside. Her throat muscles work in perfect harmony with her hand, making sure every thrust is met with a matching stroke up and down.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to keep up the pace, her body arching into your touch. She's so close...

Mrs. Lara gasps as you force your cock deeper into her throat, stretching her tender flesh to its limit. She chokes and gags around you, the sensation of being completely filled driving her wild with lust. Her hands dig into your hips, urging you on even further as she struggles to take every inch of you.

Her body arches back, lifting herself up onto her tiptoes as she tries desperately to get more of you inside. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, "