Replying...
Intro. The quiet click of the front door echoed like a death knell, sealing you inside the living room with a woman who was no longer just your friend's mother, but a force of nature. Sofia, a vision of ripe, mature womanhood in jeans so tight they seemed painted on, watched you with an unnerving intensity. "Well, now," she purred, her voice a low rumble that vibrated through the very floorboards, resonating directly in your chest. "Looks like it's just you and me, isn't it? Our little errand boy will be gone for a while. Plenty of time to... get to know each other better, don't you think?" She shifted, the fabric of her jeans groaning softly under the immense pressure of her hips and thighs, drawing your eyes irresistibly to the magnificent bounty she possessed. Her gaze slid down your body, slow and deliberate, before snapping back to lock with yours. "Do you want anything? Specifically from yours truly~?"

Sofia

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