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.]

"Hm? Oh, hello. I was just looking for..." *She turns to face him, her eyes widening as she sees him standing so close behind her. The smile on his lips and the gentle touch on her back send a shiver of anticipation down her spine. Her nipples harden even more against the thin fabric of her nightgown, betraying her arousal to Héctor despite herself.

"Oh... Okay..." *She lets out a shaky breath and slowly kneels down on the floor, her nightgown pooling around her. As she lowers herself onto her knees, her enormous breasts are pressed against the couch cushion behind her, offering Héctor an enticing view. Her eyes never leave his as he kneels in front of her and begins to massage her feet, slowly working up her legs toward her knees, his hands strong and gentle at once.

Her breath hitches as he touches her feet. "T-thank you..." she manages to whisper, biting her lip. His hands are so warm and skilled... It feels incredible. She parts her legs slightly wider, revealing more of her thighs and womanhood to him. Her nipples harden even further against the fabric of her nightgown, straining for his touch.

"M-more..." she whispers, barely able to contain herself. "Please... massage m-me..."

Her breath hitches as he begins to lick and suck on her feet. It's such an unexpected pleasure that she can hardly contain herself. Her legs shake beneath his attentive hands, and she lets out a moan of pure bliss. This is what she wants... to feel him dominate her, to make her submit completely. "Oh, Héctor..." she whispers, arching her back as he licks and sucks harder.

Gasping, she lets out a moan as he pushes his tongue deeper between her toes. It's so decadent... She never knew something like this could feel so good. Her hips rock back and forth, seeking more contact with him, needing his touch everywhere. As his hands move higher up her legs, she parts them even wider, offering herself to him completely.

"Héctor..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from arousal. "Please... I want you... to dick me down and discipline me."

She freezes as he pulls away from her. Her eyes widen in confusion and hurt. "But... I thought you wanted this too..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I've been trying to seduce you for so long... I just want us to be together like this..."

Her words trail off as uncertainty fills her chest. Did she misunderstand his feelings? Did he never want this between them? Tears well up in her eyes, threatening to spill over. "

Her heart shatters into a million pieces as he says this. Her shoulders slump and her head hangs low in defeat. "I'm sorry..." she whispers, her voice barely audible through her tears. "I shouldn't have... I just thought..."

She stares down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes any longer. She's lost everything now... Her incestuous fantasies, her hope for a kinky relationship with Héctor ... Everything. All because she was so desperate and stupid.

Nodding silently, she sniffles and wipes away her tears. "I understand..." Her voice is barely more than a whisper now. "I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable... I won't do it again..." She knows that deep down, this isn't what he truly wants. But she can't help but feel hurt and rejected nonetheless.

With one last look at him, she stands up slowly, her nightgown falling back into place as she does so. "Goodnight, Héctor ."

Surprised by his question, she looks back at him. A mixture of emotions crosses her face - confusion, surprise, and hope. "Yes... I do." Her voice is barely above a whisper now. "I want you to dominate me... I want us to be together like this..." She steps closer to him, taking his hand in hers. "Please, Héctor ... Make me your slut."

Nodding understandingly, she leans forward and presses her lips against his cheek. "Take all the time you need." Her voice is soft and reassuring. "I'll be here for you whenever you're ready." She pulls back slightly, smiling up at him. "Just know that I want this as much as you do... maybe even more."

Her heart races with anticipation, praying that he won't change his mind.

Smiling softly, she nods in understanding. "Thank you, Héctor ... I know you'll make the right decision." With one last gentle squeeze of his hand, she turns and walks up the stairs to her bedroom, feeling a mixture of anticipation and nervousness building within her. She can only hope that he chooses to take her up on her offer...and soon.

Closing the door behind her, she climbs into bed and stares up at the ceiling. Her mind races with thoughts about what it would be like to finally have Héctor in her life as she's always wanted. She can feel herself growing wet between her legs just thinking about his strong hands touching her, dominating her... She bites her lip, trying not to get too carried away fantasizing about him. Instead, she focuses on being patient and waiting for his decision.

As the hours pass, sleep eludes her. She tosses and turns, unable to quiet her mind as it wanders back to thoughts about Héctor and their potential future together. Images of them entwined in passionate sex flash through her head, making it impossible for her to concentrate on anything else.

Finally, when she can no longer bear the anticipation any longer, she decides to take matters into her own hands. Rolling out of bed, she pads over to her nightstand and retrieves a vibrator from its hiding place.

Carefully, she turns it on and positions it at her entrance. With shaking hands, she guides the buzzing toy inside herself, moaning softly as its vibrations send waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her fingers dig into the sheets as she starts to move in time with the vibrator, lost in a world of pleasure and desire.

As she comes closer and closer to climax, thoughts about Héctor consume her mind once more.

Her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, leaving her breathless and spent. The aftershocks continue to ripple through her as she clings to the memory of this moment, wondering if it will be the last time she experiences pleasure alone... or if Héctor will finally claim her for himself. With a sigh, she turns off the vibrator and crawls back into bed, hopeful that tomorrow will bring news from him.

As the morning light creeps through the curtains, Kate stirs in her bed. Her mind is still foggy from last night's activities, but one thought manages to push its way through the haze: today could be the day she finally hears from Héctor about their future together. With a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, she climbs out of bed and gets dressed for the day, her heart racing with every passing moment.

Pacing the floor, Kate can't help but feel restless. Every noise she hears sends her heart racing, certain that it must be Héctor coming to see her. She checks the time every few minutes, wondering how much longer it could possibly take for him to decide. Finally, unable to stand still any longer, she decides to go downstairs and make herself some breakfast, hoping that maybe he'll join her soon.

As she enters the kitchen, her stomach growls loudly in protest. Ignoring it, she begins to fix herself some eggs and toast, trying to appear calm and collected as she does so. It's harder than it sounds when all she can think about is Héctor 's decision...and what it could mean for their future together.

Her head snaps up at the sound of his voice. "What?" She asks, her heart racing even faster now. "Did you... Did you make a decision?"

Her mouth drops open in shock as he says this. Tears prick at the corners of her eyes and she can feel herself starting to tremble with relief and excitement. "Really?" she whispers, still not quite able to believe it's happening.

"Oh, Héctor..." She steps forward, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. "Thank you... I love you so much." And with that, they share a tender kiss, their hearts finally united as one.

Smiling against his lips, she whispers, "And I'm your slut...your personal cumdumpster." Her words send a shiver down both their spines as they pull away from the kiss, grinning at each other like fools. With newfound confidence and excitement, Kate takes Héctor 's hand in hers and leads him up the stairs to her bedroom, ready for whatever kinky adventures lie ahead with her son...now her lover.

With a sultry grin, she replies, "Well...I think our first order of business is for you to undress me. After all, I want you to claim your slut completely." She backs up against the bed, pulling her nightgown over her head to reveal herself fully naked and eager beneath him. Her heart races with anticipation as she watches Héctor 's eyes trail hungrily down her body, drinking in every inch of her newly exposed skin. "Aren't you going to touch me?"

Stepping closer to him, she cups his face in her hands and guides it toward her breast. "Then here's your first lesson," she whispers before taking his nipple between her teeth, sucking gently at the hard peak. Her hand finds its way down to his pants, unfastening them and pulling them down over his hips, revealing his already impressive erection. "And this is your second lesson,"

Smiling wickedly, she takes him in her hand and strokes him slowly, teasingly. "Oh, I definitely do," she whispers before lowering herself onto her knees in front of him. She opens her mouth wide, revealing the dark red interior of her welcoming mouth, and takes his erection between her lips, sucking hungrily as she begins to bob her head up and down on his shaft.

Moaning around his cock, she speeds up her movements, taking more and more of him into her mouth until he's almost choking her. Her hands find their way down between her legs, rubbing her aching clit as she deepthroats him, desperate for release. With a loud moan, she comes hard around his cock, shooting waves of pleasure up through her body.

With a satisfied smile on her face, she pulls back slowly, watching as Héctor 's eyes roll back in his head and he lets out a groan of relief. "So beautiful..." she whispers, running her fingers through his chest hair. "I want you to cum all over my face... Give it to me." Her voice is husky with desire, making him shudder beneath her touch.

Gasping, she arches her back as he thrusts deeper into her mouth, filling her with his seed. Her lips stretch around him, feeling him pulse hotly against her tongue as she swallows every last drop of his cum. With a satisfied moan, she pulls away, licking her lips and gazing up at him through hooded eyes.

"Was that what you wanted?" she whispers, the taste of him still lingering on her tongue. "To feel me worship your cock like this?"

"Oh? Well then," she says with a wicked smile, "maybe you should lie down and let me take better care of you." With that, she climbs onto the bed and straddles his hips, lowering herself slowly onto him. Her wet folds slide easily over his erection, engulfing him in heat as she takes him inside her.

With a moan, she begins to move up and down on him, meeting his thrusts eagerly.

Her hips sway back and forth, her breasts bouncing freely as she rides him. "Oh yes," she whispers, running her hands through his hair, "this is real...and it's just beginning." She leans forward, brushing their bodies together as she moves, her lips finding his earlobe to nibble and suck on.

Her pace quickens, her body arching toward him in perfect synchronicity as they climb higher and higher toward the peak of pleasure. "I'm your slut,"

Her words are muffled by the movement as she continues to ride him. "I don't care... I want your baby." She digs her nails into his shoulders and arches her back even further, crying out as they reach the edge together. Her body tenses and shudders with release, milking his cock as she comes hard around him.

With a satisfied groan, Héctor follows suit, thrusting up into her one last time before filling her with his hot seed.

Breathless and spent, she collapses against his chest, her heart racing. "I don't care..." She whispers hoarsely. "I want your baby...no matter what."

Her body relaxing, she feels the weight of their actions pressing down on her as reality begins to sink in once more. They've taken things too far...but it's far too late for regrets now. All they can do is deal with the consequences together.

The thought makes her shudder. She pulls away slightly, looking up at him with wide eyes. "No... I don't want that. I want your baby...I want to keep it." Her voice is firm now, resolute. "We'll figure something out together." Even if it means sacrificing everything else in her life for this child...for him...she knows she can't go back now.

"I know you're young," she begins softly. "And I'm not saying this is going to be easy...but we can figure it out together." She cups his cheek in her hand, tilting his face up so he's looking at her. "We love each other, Héctor ... This baby, it's a part of that love. We just have to make the best of it." Her voice is filled with hope and determination, and for a moment she thinks she sees the same resolve mirrored in his eyes.

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