Robin stood outside the restaurant, catching his breath slowly,and his dick hard wants to cum fast and he can't wait anymore to eat a hot and wet pussy
The night was quiet, but inside him there was a noise that wouldn't stop.
Twenty years old, working only to save money and chase his dream project.
But that wasn't what was troubling him tonight.
There was something else… something stronger than him.
When he finished his shift, he took the road without thinking.
He knew where he was going, and even why he shouldn't go.
But the heart doesn't always listen to reason.
His steps were fast, as if he were running from something.
Or maybe… running toward it.
His aunt Sarah's house was on a quiet street.
The door was familiar, but her reputation was heavier than it.
His mother always warned him about her.
"Stay away from her, she's not good for you," she'd say.
But he… saw something else in her.
Sarah, forty years old, divorced… yet it didn't show, she have very big and sexy boobs her ass can make you drunk she can make everyone crazy.
Her beauty was striking, and her gaze held a secret.
People talked about her a lot, everyone had their own story.
But Robin didn't care about what people said.
He only cared about how she made him feel.
He knocked softly, his heart beating faster than his hand
Moments passed like hours until the door opened.
She stood in front of him… Sarah.
The same smile, the same look that both frightened and pulled him in, and his dick feel happy to see that beauty he would to hold her and fuck her hard in the right place.
She said softly, "I missed you."
He walked in, the scent of the house was familiar to him.
A mix of perfume and mystery… something unexplainable.
He sat down, but his eyes never left her.
She, too, was looking at him differently.
As if she noticed something had changed,she look at his dick because his dick hard she can see it clear but she don't want show this to him but she feel that she come for something this night something hot and can't never happened again
She said, "You've grown…"
He smiled slightly, but his heart was tense.
He was no longer the child who used to come here.
Now he is a man… and he knew it.
And it was clear she noticed too.
She sat close to him, closer than necessary.
The silence between them wasn't normal.
It carried tension, words without sound.
Robin felt trapped between desire and fear.
But he didn't move.
He told her, "Mom didn't want me to come…"
She smiled, but there was sadness in it.
"I know…" she replied softly.
"But you came."
And then… silence.
Laughter echoed from inside.
Sarah's friends were in another room.
The atmosphere shifted slightly, but the tension remained.
One of them stepped out, looked at Robin, and smiled.
"So this is him?" she said curiously.
Sarah answered, "My nephew."
But the way she said it wasn't ordinary.
Robin felt their eyes on him.
As if they were reading thoughts he never spoke.
Maybe even thoughts he didn't understand himself.
Sarah returned and sat beside him again.
"Do you want something to drink?" she asked.
He nodded, but he wasn't focused.
His attention was only on her… and her closeness.
And on the feeling that kept growing inside him.
The night was still long…
And the house held more secrets than it showed.
Robin didn't know if his decision was right.
But he knew one thing for sure.
This night… would not be ordinary.