Dangerous

Thrust.

"Nghn... ahnn... honey... ahhnn, I will only do this once... yes, only this one time, so please don't be angry with me..." She finally set the frame back down onto the nightstand, turning the beautiful wedding photo face down so it was hidden from view.

Thrust! Thrust!

"Nghh! Ahnn, Carl... s-slower... please... ahn, my pussy feels like it's about to split completely open!" Natasha let out a sharp cry, pure, unadulterated ecstasy written all over her flushed face.

"Finally done with your dramatic speech, Natasha? Heh, your pitiful husband is out there working hard, while you're right here working your pussy and moaning for your neighbor. How could you do something like this to him?" Carl pushed his hips forward, burying himself even deeper inside her.

'Argh, she's so ridiculously tight... ahh, this pussy is squeezing my cock like a vice grip!' Carl could hardly believe she was a mature mother—her inner walls gripped him with the intense tightness of an untouched virgin.

"Ahn... ahnn... forget about my husband... I already asked for his forgiveness... ahnn, ahnn, and this is only happening once! I'm sure a single mistake isn't that bad..." Natasha raised her hips higher into the air, gasping as she felt her delicate cervix getting molded and stretched by the sheer size of his shaft.

Spank! Spank!

"Yes, keep telling yourself it's not that bad. Heh, it's our little secret anyway. Now take my entire length!" Carl growled playfully, delivering two firm slaps to her plump buttock while his other hand reached up to entwine his fingers in her long hair.

"Ahn... ahh... ah... ahnn! S-So rough... your cock is hitting all the way against my womb!" Natasha's eyes rolled back in overwhelming bliss, a small string of saliva dripping from the corner of her lips down to her jawline.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Your wet pussy is milking my cock like a hungry predator, Natasha! Is this really how you treat a helpful young neighbor?!" Carl slammed his hips forward relentlessly, his heavy testicles smacking loudly against her soft mounds and plump backside with every deep stroke.

"Ahn... ahn... ahnn, t-this isn't who I am... I'm not hungry for this..."

"Yes, you are! Look at how much love juice your body is pumping out right now—your pussy is completely overflowing!"

"Ahnn... ahnn, n-no... you can't say things like that... ahnn, ahnn. Please don't degrade me like I'm just some cheap slut you picked up on a street corner... ahn, ahn!" Natasha felt a twinge of wounded pride. She was a respectable, dignified woman, and this was literally the first time in her life she had ever done something so wildly forbidden.

Doing it with a cute neighbor wasn't entirely terrible... just a tiny bit bad...

"Of course you're not some cheap street slut, Natasha. You're the kind of high-class slut hidden away in a luxury jewel box—left locked up and completely unused for years!" Carl tightened his grip on her hair, gently pulling her head back until her slender upper body arched elegantly toward the ceiling.

"Ahn... ahnn... ah, s-stop talking now... just fuck me harder... ahn, ahn! We won't ever get to do this again... so I'm going to enjoy every single second of it today!" Natasha completely surrendered her remaining restraint. What was the point of playing coy when a young man she had viewed as a boy was taking total control, driving her body like a high-performance sports car?

"Moan louder for me, Natasha. Your daughter won't hear a thing—I locked the bedroom door securely behind us, so stop holding back." Carl slid his free hand up beneath her sports bra, refusing to let her firm, massive breasts go completely untouched during such an intense session.

"Ahn! Ahn... ahnn... yes! Fuck me harder... I don't care anymore... ahnn, don't you dare stop, Carl! Just for today... ahn, ahn, make today unforgettable!" Natasha placed both of her hands on her own buttock cheeks, pulling them spread wide to give him even deeper access to her soaking core.

"Wow, look at you taking the initiative now. What happened to all that shyness you were displaying just a moment ago, Natasha?" Carl chuckled softly. Only a short while ago she had been blushing, stammering, and insisting on taking things slow, yet here she was actively spreading herself and crying out for a ruthless pounding.

"Ahn... ahn... my husband will forgive me for this... ahn. This is entirely your fault, Carl... ahnn, you're such a bad boy..." Natasha turned her head back to look directly into his eyes, her gaze clouded with undeniable lust and affection.

"Oh? So now that entirely my fault? You're the one acting like a nympho, yet you're trying to shift the blame onto me?"

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Ahn... ahnn... ahnn, y-you really are a bad boy. How could you bring out a side of me like this... ahh, this is definitely all your fault..." Natasha whimpered softly. It was her very first time experiencing a cock of such absurd proportions.

She had heard rumors about well-endowed men, but no real details ever circulated among the neighborhood women. Even Raven had settled for a husband with a completely average build.

Spank!

"So how about we make a little deal, Natasha? We can easily keep this secret arrangement going from now on," Carl proposed smoothly, feeling the familiar, intense pressure building up near the base of his shaft. He was rapidly approaching his climax.

"Nghn... n-no, we can't do that. This is strictly a one-time thing..." Natasha gasped out, her lower body trembling as her toes curled tight on the brink of another explosive squirt.

"Heh, are you absolutely sure about that?"

"Ahn... ahn... y-yes..."

"Suit yourself, Natasha, but I'm pumping every single drop inside! I'm going to fill your womb to the brim with my seeds!" Carl released her hair and slammed both hands over her plump hips, locking her firmly into place.

"N-No! Don't cum inside me... that's too dangerous!"

"It feels way too damn good, Natasha! Take all of my load and become my favorite MILF cumdump!" Carl growled, driving his shaft in to the absolute hilt as he unleashed a powerful, hot torrent of seed deep inside her slick, pulsing depths.