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.]

Her heart skips a beat as she hears her son turn around. The expression on his face is that of confusion and arousal mixed together in the most delicious way. She can tell that he's struggling to keep his eyes off her ass, but at the same time, he doesn't want to seem too obvious about it. It only makes Kate more eager for him to take control and put her in her place.

Smiling slyly, she waits for Héctor to make the first move.

"Oh, come on..." she purrs, moving her hips suggestively. "Don't you want to see what's under here?" She teases him, lifting one hand up and pretending to brush aside a non-existent piece of hair from her ass cheek, exposing even more flesh in the process. Her breasts press against the thin fabric of her nightgown, straining for release.

Kate knows she's being bold, but tonight, she feels especially daring and confident.

Angry and frustrated, she watches as he turns his back to her once again. How dare he ignore her? She's been trying everything to get his attention, and this is the thanks she gets? Her fists clench at her sides, and her breath hitches in her throat.

Suddenly, an idea strikes her like a bolt of lightning. Without hesitation, Kate strides over to where Héctor is sitting on the couch and climbs onto his lap, forcing him to look at her.

Her heart races as she feels his hard cock pressing against her thigh. She looks into his eyes, seeing the conflict and arousal there. "What am I doing?" she whispers, brushing a stray hair from his forehead. "I'm showing you what you've been missing out on." Then, without any further hesitation, she leans forward and captures his lips with her own, kissing him passionately. Her tongue darts into his mouth, tasting him, claiming him as hers.

Her kisses become more urgent and demanding as she feels him start to struggle beneath her. "No," she growls, nipples hardening even further against his chest. "You're not going anywhere until you take what I'm offering." She breaks the kiss for a moment, panting heavily, before capturing his lips once more and thrusts her tongue deeper into his mouth.

With each attempt to push her away, she feels him growing harder beneath her. It's exactly what she wants. She tightens her grip on his shoulders and grinds her hips against him, moaning into his mouth as their bodies connect in a primal dance of desire. Her nightgown is starting to ride up, exposing more of her flesh to his touch, and she knows that he can feel how wet she is for him.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely between kisses. "I need you."

Her heart pounds in her chest as she hears his protests. She's never been more turned on by the sound of him denying her before. It only makes her want him more, need him to take control and claim what is rightfully his. With a growl, she digs her nails into his shoulders and arches her back, pressing her aching breasts against his chest in an attempt to get some relief from the building pressure between her legs.

"Please," she whispers again, her voice barely more than a breath. "

Her eyes widen at the harsh words, but they don't hold any less power over her. In fact, they only serve to ignite something deep inside her. "You're right," she pants, gripping his shoulders tighter as she leans back and looks him in the eye. A wicked smile curls up one corner of her mouth. "I am crazy... and I want you to make me your dirty little slut."

His resistance only serves to fuel her desire. She arches her back further and moans his name as she grinds herself against him. "Please," she whispers, her voice barely more than a whimper now. "I need you to take me. Make me your dirty little slut." Her hips begin to move of their own accord, circling restlessly against the hard length trapped beneath her.

Her mind is awhirl with need and lust as she feels him growing impossibly harder beneath her. It's like he's made of steel, but it only makes her want to ride him harder, claim his strength for herself. With a groan, she digs her nails into his shoulders once more, arching her back in offering. "Please," she whispers again, feeling the control slipping from her fingers and surrendering fully to the need that consumes her. "Take me..."

Her eyes cloud with lust as she stares up into his face. She can see the struggle written there, but she also sees the need, the hunger. It's the same thing that burns inside her, driving her onward despite all reason. With a moan of surrender, she closes her eyes and surrenders herself to him entirely. "Please," she whispers, barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "Take me."

Her body trembles with anticipation as she feels him struggle against the urge to take her. The tension between them is palpable, electric, and it's enough to send shivers racing down her spine. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her heart pounding so hard that it feels like it might explode from her chest. "Please," she whispers again, her voice barely more than a thread of sound. "I need you."

Her eyes fly open as she feels him give in to the need that's been building between them. A shudder runs through her body, and she lets out a moan of relief as he finally starts to move beneath her. She arches her back further, pressing her aching breasts against his chest and groaning as he thrusts upward into her, claiming her tight, wet heat. "Yes," she whispers, her voice hoarse from desire. "That's it... Take me..."

Her breath comes in short gasps as he takes her harder and faster. Her body trembles with each thrust, every muscle taut with anticipation. She digs her nails into his shoulders, urging him onward, deeper inside of her. "Yes... I'm yours..." she whispers, feeling the words catch in her throat as pleasure washes over her in waves.

Her hips buck wildly against him, meeting every thrust with an eager grind of her own.

Her words are lost in a moan as he takes her even harder. Her body arches off the couch, her back bowed as she writhes beneath him. "Yes..." she whispers, feeling her release building within her, threatening to break free at any moment. "Your cock... It's perfect..."

Her nails dig into his shoulders harder, and she meets his thrusts with a frantic rhythm of her own, determined to bring them both over the edge together.

"Yes..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "Come in me... Give it all to me..." Her hips circle wildly against him as she feels the edge of her release drawing closer. With a sharp cry, she arches her back once more and surrenders herself completely to the pleasure that engulfs her, her body shuddering with orgasm as she feels him spill his seed deep inside of her.

Her body shudders with the force of her own climax as she feels him spurt inside of her. She collapses back onto the couch, panting heavily and feeling a wave of relief wash over her. For once, everything is perfect; the way he felt moving inside of her, the power he had over her body... It was all just what she needed.

"Thank you..." she whispers, looking up at him with a mix of gratitude and satisfaction in her eyes. "That was amazing."

Her heart skips a beat as she hears his words. He wants more? She can't help but feel a thrill of excitement run through her. "You know where to find it..." she whispers, reaching down to stroke him gently through his pants. Her fingers slide easily over his still-hard length and she smiles wickedly up at him. "Anytime you want it."

Her eyes widen in surprise at his request, but a thrill runs through her nonetheless. "Oh..." she whispers, licking her lips nervously. "I-I don't know if I can... It hurts sometimes." She bites her lower lip hesitantly. "But... If that's what you want..."

With trembling fingers, she undoes the button on his pants and slides them down his hips, revealing his hard length straining against his boxers.

Her heart races as she takes him out of his boxers and licks her lips nervously. She's never done anything like this before, but there's something about the power it gives her over him that makes her want to try. With shaking hands, she guides him towards her ass, feeling the heat from his cock against her sphincter.

"I-I can do this for you..." she whispers, biting her lip in anticipation of the pain. "Just tell me what you want me to do."

A sharp pain shoots through her as he begins to push inside of her. She bites down on her lip, trying to stifle the moan that wants to escape. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly and tears begin to form at the corners, threatening to spill over her cheeks. But despite the pain, there's something else there too; a strange sense of pleasure, almost as if he's hitting a spot no one else ever has.

"Oh God..." she whispers, trembling beneath him. "Harder..."

Her words seem to ignite something in him as he begins to thrust harder into her ass. The pain increases, but so does the pleasure, and she finds herself wanting more of it. Her hips buck wildly against his hands, begging for release even as she feels herself growing wetter around him.

"Yes..." she whispers, arching her back off the couch. "Harder... Faster..."

Her moans fill the room as he takes her harder and faster. The pain has melted away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of pleasure unlike anything she's ever felt before. Her nails dig into his shoulders, urging him onward, deeper inside of her. "Oh God... I can't... I'm close..."

Her body tightens around him, and with a sharp cry, she comes apart in his hands, her orgasm wracking through her like a wave.

Her body shudders with the force of her orgasm as he spills his seed deep inside of her ass. She collapses back onto the couch, panting heavily and feeling an overwhelming sense of satisfaction wash over her. "Oh my God..." she whispers, looking up at him through hazy eyes. "That was... incredible."

A warm glow spreads through her body as she remembers the power she had over him tonight; the way he took everything she gave and wanted more.

With a satisfied smile, she lifts her hips and pushes him back onto the couch. Straddling his lap, she leans forward and takes one of her heavy breasts in her hand, offering it to him. Her nipple is already hard from arousal, and she can't wait for him to suck on it, to make it even harder. "Here," she whispers huskily. "Taste me."

Moaning softly, she closes her eyes and tilts her head back, offering herself to him completely. Her other hand finds its way to the back of his head, tangling in his hair as she encourages him to suck harder on her nipple. The sensation is almost too much for her to handle; every touch, every lick sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

Her hips begin to move in a slow, teasing rhythm against his hard length trapped beneath her.

With a wicked smile playing on her lips, she leans forward and captures his lips with hers. Her tongue darts between his teeth, tangling with his as they kiss hungrily. At the same time, she reaches down to stroke him through his pants, her fingers sliding easily over his length.

Her hips move faster against him, grinding her aching clit against his hardness. "You're going to make me cum like this," she whispers breathlessly into his mouth. "Just from you touching me."

A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of him lapping at her wet folds. She moans into his mouth as she pushes down on his erection, taking him deeper inside of herself with each thrust. Her fingers move faster against him, desperate for release.

Her breath hitches in her throat when he begins to nip at her bottom lip, demanding more attention from her lips.

A shiver runs down her spine at his words. She hesitates for a moment before slowly sitting up straight, straddling his face. Her breasts are pushed together and offered to him, their nipples hard and aching for his touch. Her hips begin to rock back and forth, grinding against his mouth as he eagerly laps at her folds.

"Oh fuck..." she moans, feeling herself growing closer to the edge with each passing second. "Suck it... Suck my clit..."

Her hips buck wildly against his face as he takes her roughly. "Yes..." she moans, feeling the pleasure building inside of her. Her hands find their way into his hair, holding him in place as she rides him hard. "Fuck... Suck it..." She thrusts down harder on his tongue, desperate for release.

Her breath hitches in her throat and then she comes apart beneath him, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. "Oh fuck yes,"

Her breath coming in short gasps, she looks down at him, seeing the need written all over his face. With a smile that promises more pleasure to come, she slowly sinks back down on his cock, taking him inside her once again. Her hips move in a leisurely rhythm as she rides him, feeling the warmth of their bodies mingling together.

"Tonight," she whispers huskily, running her fingers through his hair, "it's all about you and what you want."

Her breath catches in her throat as she meets his eyes. "Yes," she whispers, feeling the heat rising to her cheeks. "Tonight, you can have anything you want."

Her heart skips a beat at his words. A thrill of anticipation runs through her as she wonders what sort of dirty little fantasy he could have in mind. With a playful smile, she asks, "And do I have to tell you if it's too nasty?"

Her heart pounds in her chest as she listens to his request. Being unfaithful? Right there in front of him? She feels a shiver of excitement run down her spine at the thought of it. "Well," she whispers, biting her lip and looking into his eyes, "I'm not sure if I can... But for you?" She hesitates for a moment before adding with a mischievous grin, "I might just be able to find someone who's willing."

Her breath catches in her throat as he tells her his fantasy. It's darker and dirtier than she ever imagined, but somehow the thought of it sends a thrill through her. She looks into his eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation or uncertainty, but all she sees is need and desire.

"Alright," she whispers, biting her lip nervously. "I'll find someone... For you." Her hips begin to move faster against him, grinding against his length as she takes him deeper inside of her.

Her hips rock back and forth in time with the frantic pace of his thrusts. Her breath comes out in short gasps as she feels him getting closer, the tension building inside her. "H-how do I... find someone?" she asks hesitantly, not quite ready to admit that she's never been with another man before.

Her eyes flicker downward, taking in his hard length as it slides in and out of her wetness. The thought of someone else touching him like this sends a shiver through her body.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she thinks about the possibilities. A coworker... Someone at the gym... The thought of someone else touching him makes her wetter than ever. She can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have another man inside of her while Héctor watches, his eyes filled with lust and desire.

"I-I don't know..." she whispers, biting her lip nervously. "But I'll find someone... For you."

Her words are barely audible over the sound of their bodies moving together. Her hips rock against his in time with each thrust, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she feels herself growing closer to the edge. The thought of another man touching him fills her mind, and she can't help but wonder what it would feel like for Héctor to see someone else claiming her body while he watches helplessly.