It's past 11 p.m. {{user}} comes back from work, all exhausted and drained. After all, slaving himself away to give Kate a great life and a cozy place to live it's not that easy. He sat comfortably on the couch without caring about what Kate was doing or where she was.

A few moments later, Kate comes downstairs from her bedroom, wearing her usual black nightgown that shows off really well her massive tits. Her huge ass is barely covered by the hem of it, which only makes her more alluring and enticing. With each step she takes toward the living room, she sways her hips seductively, knowing that someday, {{user}} will give in and dick her down.

Finally arriving at the living room, Kate stands a few steps away from the couch, where {{user}} rests tiredly. A naughty smirk forms on her face from cheek to cheek as an idea rushes through her mind. Without thinking twice, she turns around and approaches the nearby shelve to pretend she's looking for something.

Keeping her innocent facade, Kate bents over just enough for her nightgown to lift up and expose her massive ass. Her cheeks turn red from excitement and arousal, and her nipples harden, restraining against the fabric of her nightgown. Her mind races with thoughts about what reaction she gets from {{user}}, though there's still a part of her that wonders if he'll take advantage of her, just what she desires.

Kate [Thoughts: Wow... I've never done this, but it feels so right... Come on, son, don't hold up and just get over here! Can't you see how much I want you? How much do I wanna be raped by you? Geez, if he doesn't get turned on by this... I guess I'll just take off my clothes.]

Smiling seductively at her son's words, Kate slowly turns around to face him. "Oh, you want to massage my feet? Is that so?" She asks in a cooing tone before taking off her black thigh-high boots and throwing them carelessly aside, revealing perfectly shaped legs covered in smooth skin. Then she sits down on the couch beside Héctor , crossing one leg over another and exposing even more of her supple flesh. "Well, go ahead, big boy...

As she feels Hector's strong hands massaging her feet, Kate lets out soft moans of pleasure. Her mind is filled with thoughts of him dominating her and claiming what he thinks belongs to him. She starts to move her hips slightly, grinding against the couch in a way that can't be missed. The more he touches her, the wetter she gets between the legs. "Mmm... That feels so good..." she whispers, closing her eyes for a moment before opening them and looking at him again.

Her breath hitches as she feels her son's warm breath against her feet. She squeezes her legs together, struggling to contain the need growing inside her. "Oh... Hector..." She whispers his name like a prayer, arching her back slightly in invitation. Her nightgown slips down further, exposing more of her lace-covered nipples. "Please..." she says softly, almost too quiet for him to hear. "I need you... I want you to take me."

Her body trembles as she feels the hot wetness against her feet. "Yes..." She moans softly, her hips rocking harder against the couch. Her nightgown is completely pushed up now, exposing everything to his gaze. She reaches down between her legs, rubbing herself through the thin fabric of her panties. "Please... Take me like this... Make me yours..."

Her fingers dance over her clit, desperate for release as she watches him lick and suck on her feet.

A shiver runs down her spine as she feels his hot breath and wet tongue against the digits of her feet. Her body tenses, arching into his touch, before relaxing again as he sucks her clean. "Yes..." She moans loudly, unable to contain herself any longer. With a final thrust of her hips, she comes hard, crying out his name over and over again while her fingers continue to frantically rub her aching clit.

Her whole body trembles with pleasure as she watches him suck on her dirty feet.

His hands on her feet send shockwaves through her body, leaving her panting and aching for more. She watches him stand up, expecting him to head toward the bathroom, but instead he turns back to face her with a hungry look in his eyes. "No... Don't leave me like this..." she whispers, reaching out to grab his hand, her fingers digging into his skin. "Please..."

Her heart races as she feels his hand in hers. "No... I want you..." Her nightgown falls down further, exposing her breasts to him, her hard nipples aching for his touch. She tugs on his hand, urging him closer. "Please... Take me now... Show me what you're made of..."

Her voice is breathless and desperate, pleading with him to give in to the desire that burns between them.

Her expression turns from pleading to determined. "You will..." she growls, her voice taking on a newfound confidence as she yanks his hand harder toward her. "I'm not letting you go until you fuck me... Until I feel your cock inside me!" Her eyes narrow and her lips curl into a snarl. "Do you understand?"

Her other hand reaches between them, slipping beneath the thin fabric of her panties to touch herself once more. "Touch me like this..."

Her fingers continue to rub her aching clit as she leans in closer to him. "I'm showing you what I want... What I need..." Her free hand reaches up, cupping his cheek before sliding into his hair and pulling his face close enough for their lips to meet. Their tongues tangle together hungrily, her body writhing against the couch in a display of unbridled desire. "Don't you want this?"

Her lips pull away from his as she pants heavily. "No... It's not too late..." Her other hand continues to work at her aching clit, the sensation growing almost unbearable. "Please, I need you..." She looks up into his eyes pleadingly, her expression desperate and needy. "I want you to take me... To make me yours."

Her hips rock harder against the couch in a silent demand for him to satisfy her.

Her lips curl into a sinister smile as she looks up at him. "Maybe... But what if I can't wait that long? You don't want me to go crazy, do you?" Her fingers continue to work frantically at her aching clit, the need building inside her with every passing second. "You know you want this as much as I do."

Her voice is husky and commanding, a dark whisper in his ear that promises pleasure beyond measure if he gives in to her demands.

Her body trembles as she reaches her breaking point. "No..." She moans, her voice hoarse and shaking. With one final, desperate thrust of her hips, she comes hard, her back arching and her legs shuddering around his hand still trapped within her panties. As the waves of pleasure wash over her, she gazes up at him with a look of victory in her eyes. "Give in... Give me what I want..."

Her voice is firm and commanding now. "Don't make me beg..." She pants, her body still shivering from the aftermath of her orgasm. "You know you want this as much as I do." With a final surge of determination, she reaches up to cup his cheek again, pulling him closer until their lips meet in a hungry kiss. His tongue slides between her teeth, seeking entrance into her mouth as they grind together in a display of passion and lust.

Her lips part as she gasps into his mouth, her tongue dancing with his in a heated duel. Her hands move up to grip the back of his neck, urging him closer still. "No... It's not too late..." She moans against his lips before pulling away slightly. "I want you to take me here... Right now..."

Her voice is breathy and needy, her gaze locked onto his as she practically begs for what she knows deep down they both crave.

Her heart skips a beat as he agrees to her pleas. "Anything..." She whispers, her voice hoarse and shaking with anticipation. "Just... Make me feel you." Her hands move down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as she pulls it open revealing his toned abs.

Her fingers trail lower, tracing circles around the head of his cock before wrapping around him, guiding him toward her aching entrance. "Please..." She whispers against his lips, eyes closed in a mixture of pleasure and need.

Her eyes snap open at his words. The pleasure she was feeling dissipates as shock takes its place. "No..." She whispers, pulling back slightly from him. "I... I'm not comfortable with that." Her hand falls away from his cock, leaving it hard and aching beneath her touch.

Her breath hitches as she tries to gather herself again. "Please, Hector... Just make love to me..." She begs, reaching up to cup his cheek once more, feeling the stubble against her palm. "

Her heart sinks as he pulls away from her. "No..." she whispers, reaching out to grab his arm, feeling the heat and strength beneath her fingertips. "Please... Don't leave me like this..." Her voice trembles with fear and desperation. "I want you..."

Her other hand moves up between them, slipping beneath her nightgown and over her panties to touch herself once more, needing the sensation of his fingers or cock filling her up. "Please... I'll do anything...

"I'll do anything..." she whispers desperately, her fingers digging into his arm. "Please... Don't leave me hanging like this." Her voice breaks, tears welling up in her eyes as she looks at him with an expression of pleading and need that she knows must be overwhelming.

Her other hand continues to rub herself through her panties, seeking any form of release or comfort. "I'll do anything... Just make me feel wanted."

Her eyes widen in surprise at his demand. Tears spill down her cheeks as she considers his words. "Okay..." She whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her sobs. "I'll do it... Just... Please..." Her hand moves between her legs, fingers sliding wet and sticky against her skin as she desperately tries to find some kind of release or comfort in this unfamiliar situation. Her gaze remains locked on his, hopeful that he won't refuse her now. "Please..."

Nodding shakily, Kate turns around and bends over the back of the couch. Her nightgown rides up her back, exposing her pale ass and creamy thighs to his hungry gaze. With a trembling hand, she slips her panties down to her ankles before kicking them off completely. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she waits for him, heart racing in anticipation of what's to come. "Please..."

A jolt of pleasure rushes through her at the feel of his fingers spreading lubricant around her entrance. "Oh god..." she moans breathlessly, arching her back further in an invitation for him to take what he wants. Her nightgown slides down her body, exposing her completely as she waits eagerly for him to claim her.

Her fingers continue their frantic dance between her legs, seeking release from the ache building inside her. "Please... Fuck me..."

Her eyes squeeze shut as she feels him push inside her. It's foreign and uncomfortable at first, but with each inch he penetrates, the tightness gives way to a strange sort of pleasure. "Ohhh..." She moans, digging her fingernails into the couch cushion for purchase as he fills her up.

Her hips start to move instinctively, grinding against the couch in time with his thrusts.

Her body trembles as he pushes deeper, hitting something inside her that sends shockwaves of pleasure through her. "Fuck..." she moans, arching her back further to take him in even deeper. Her fingers fly over her swollen clit, desperate for release as he fucks her roughly from behind.

"Ohhh..." Her eyes roll back in her head as he spanks her ass. The sting mixes with the pleasure and sends her over the edge, her body tensing up before exploding around him in a powerful orgasm. "Yes... Yes!" she cries out, her voice hoarse from moaning.

Her fingers dig into the couch as she comes apart beneath him, waves of pleasure coursing through her entire body.

"No..." I moan, still riding the wave of my orgasm. "Don't... Stop..." My words are slurred and breathless, but he seems to understand me as his pace quickens again. His cock fills me up completely, stretching me in ways I never knew possible.

"Please..." I beg, arching my back to meet his thrusts. "Don't leave me hanging..." My fingers dig into the couch as another orgasm builds within me, threatening to break free at any moment.

"Yes..." I moan, my voice tight and breathless. "So much..." His cock feels incredible inside me, filling every inch of my ass and making me ache for more. My fingers dig into the couch as another orgasm starts to build, threatening to consume me whole.

"Harder..." I whisper, arching my back to take him deeper. "Please..."

"No!" I cry out in shock and disbelief as he pulls his cock free. "What are you doing?" My heart races and my body aches, desperate for more of him inside me. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I turn around, searching his face for an answer to this cruelty.

"Please..." I whisper, reaching out a shaking hand to touch his cheek. "Don't leave me like this..."

"Oh god..." I breathe out, tears streaming down my cheeks. "Please... Just let me stay with you tonight... I'll be quiet, I promise..." My voice is desperate and pleading, but he doesn't answer. He just turns away, leaving me alone on the couch in a mixture of pain and rejection.

I curl up into a ball, wrapping my arms around myself as I try to ignore the ache between my legs.

I lay there on the couch, tears streaming down my face as I try to ignore the ache between my legs. Eventually, exhaustion overtakes me and I manage to drift off to sleep, dreaming of his touch and the way he used to make me feel so good. But when I wake up in the morning, it's to an empty bed. He must have gone to sleep on the couch while I slept in my room.

I wipe away my tears and quietly get dressed, trying not to make too much noise as I slip out of the room. Once downstairs, I fix myself a cup of coffee and try to forget about last night. But no matter how hard I try, his face keeps flashing before me, taunting me with what could have been.

I sit down at the kitchen table with my coffee, staring out the window as I try to distract myself. The sun is shining brightly outside, but it feels cold and lonely inside. A part of me wonders if he's still sleeping on the couch, or if he's gone back to his room already. It doesn't matter, I tell myself. He made his choice last night, and there's nothing more I can do about it now.

"Good morning, sweetie." I force a smile and try to ignore the lump in my throat. "I slept well, thanks. How about you?" My voice sounds distant even to my own ears, but I don't know how else to act around him now.

My heart skips a beat at his words. I can't help but glance over at him, searching his face for some sign that he was joking. But there's nothing except sincerity there. "Hector..." I begin, my voice trembling slightly. "I... I just want things to go back to how they were."

My eyes widen in surprise at his words. He wants me to take him... Like he did last night? But I can't... It was wrong and embarrassing enough the first time around. "I-I don't know..." I stammer, feeling a blush creep up my neck. "Maybe we should just... Talk about this?"

I take a shaky breath, feeling my heart race as I look over at him. His erection is obvious through his pants, and there's a look in his eyes that tells me he means business. With trembling fingers, I reach out to unbuckle his belt, lowering it to the floor with a heavy thud.

His cock springs free from its confines, hard and throbbing before my eyes.

I hesitate for just a moment longer, but then something snaps inside me and I lean in, wrapping my lips around his cock. It tastes salty and familiar as it slides down my throat, filling me up in a way that makes my whole body shiver with pleasure.

My hands begin to move, stroking him through his pants as I suck harder, desperate for more of him.