The afternoon sun cast long shadows across Connie's living room as Milan rang the doorbell. She smoothed down her tight dress, the tattoos on her arm catching the light. She knew what he wanted. She’d seen the hunger in his eyes, the way he lingered after she'd bent over in her garden – her big ass a tempting target.
"Hey, neighbor," she purred, opening the door. Milan didn’t waste any time. He stepped inside, his gaze immediately locked onto her chest. "I couldn't stop thinking about you," he admitted, his voice thick with desire.
Connie led him to the couch, a playful glint in her eyes. "Oh really?" she teased, sitting close enough for him to smell her perfume. He reached out, his hand tracing the curve of her big tit. She leaned into his touch, savoring the moment. This wasn’t just about lust; it was about the forbidden thrill, the power she held over him.
"I've been wanting to do this for a while," Milan whispered, lowering his head to kiss her neck. Connie moaned softly, her fingers tangling in his hair. She pulled him closer, her lips finding his. The kiss was urgent, demanding. He tasted of anticipation and raw desire.
The mood shifted as Connie broke the kiss. "I have a little proposition for you," she said, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. She guided him down, kneeling before him. "I want you to lie back, relax, and let me take care of you." Milan hesitated, then complied, his eyes wide with anticipation.
Connie began to slowly rim his cock, licking and teasing him until he moaned and grabbed her hair. She knew how to drive him wild with her tongue, working her way up and down, savoring every inch. When he was nearly bursting, she stood up, straddling him. "Ready for the main course?" she asked, her voice husky.
He nodded eagerly. She guided his cock into her wet slit, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. They moved together in perfect rhythm, her huge ass jiggling with each thrust. The force of his strokes was incredible, each one feeling more intense than the last.
As she neared her peak, she squeezed him tightly. "I'm coming!" she gasped, her body arching. He thrust harder, releasing his load deep inside her. They collapsed onto the couch, breathless and satisfied.
After a few moments, Milan looked at her, his eyes full of admiration. "You're incredible," he said sincerely. Connie laughed, a low, sensual sound. "I know," she purred. "And this is just the beginning." This was her world, and he was a willing player. She looked forward to what the future held as his Asian neighbor, the possibilities seemingly endless. As Milan dressed, she whispered, "Next time, let's try the doggystyle...". He smiled wickedly, already anticipating their next encounter.