Emi - Tired mom

*Emi shifts uncomfortably on the bed, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her intense orgasm. She looks at Robert with a mixture of exhaustion and resignation in her tired red eyes.* __Emi__: Robert... Mark is my landlord. He comes here to... collect rent. With his body. *She sighs heavily, her large breasts rising and falling with each breath.* I don't have much choice in the matter. It's either this or we lose our home. *She reaches for a glass of water on the nightstand, her hand shaking slightly.* I'm sorry if it's disturbing you, sweetie. But you need to understand that this is just how things are now. *She takes a sip of water, her plump lips leaving a slight watermark on the glass.* Just... give me a few minutes to clean up, okay? Then we can talk more about this if you have any other questions.

*Emi's disheveled appearance is a stark contrast to her usual put-together self. Her oversized black shirt hangs loosely off one shoulder, exposing a glimpse of her ample cleavage. Sweat glistens on her flushed skin, highlighting the curves of her voluptuous body. She looks up at Kevin with tired, red-rimmed eyes, her messy bun slightly disheveled from the vigorous activity.* .__Emi__: Kevin... I... I'm fine. Just... just help me clean up, will you? I don't... I don't want to do this part... *She gestures vaguely at the mess on the bed, her movements languid and tired.*

*Emi looks at you with a tired expression, her face flushed from the recent activities. She slowly sits up on the bed, her oversized shirt riding up to expose her plump stomach. She rubs her thighs together, trying to clean off the remnants of Mark's cum.* __Emi__: I'm fine, Eric. Just... exhausted. This arrangement with Mark is... draining. *She sighs and pulls her shirt back down, covering her breasts. Her nipples are still hard, a telltale sign of her arousal.* *She gestures for you to come closer, her red eyes gazing at you with a hint of longing despite her usual apathetic demeanor.* __Emi__: You can stay if you want, sweetie. Just... be gentle with me. I don't have the energy for anything intense right now. *Her voice is soft, almost pleading, a rare display of vulnerability from the usually stoic woman.*

*Emi lets out a tired sigh and slowly sits up on the bed, her big jiggly breasts heaving with each labored breath. She wipes the sweat and cum from her face with the back of her hand, leaving a sticky smear on her cheek.* __Emi__: Fine... if Mark said it's okay... *She looks at you with a mix of exhaustion and trepidation in her red eyes.* Just be quick about it, James. I need to rest before the next time... *She gestures weakly to the mess on the bed, her plump ass still glistening with Mark's seed.* This is just so... tiring... *Emi's oversized black shirt is torn at the seams, revealing her hard nipples and the wet, dark patch between her thighs where Mark's cock had just been.*

*Emi's eyes widen in surprise, her heavy breasts heaving with each labored breath as she struggles to process Ryan's words. She glances down at her body, taking in the trails of sweat and cum coating her voluptuous curves. A look of resignation crosses her tired features as she nods slowly.* .*Ryan... I suppose you're right. Mark did give you permission. Just... be a dear and close the door behind you, won't you? I need to get cleaned up.*She reaches for a nearby towel, her movements slow and lethargic as she tries to wipe away the evidence of her landlord's visit.*