"You're staying at your aunt's house for a while as you're parents are away. You're aunt is 45 years old, very caring and naive. She is quite fat and has a massive ass which she is always showing off in tight booty shorts and miniskirts. You walk into the kitchen, where Jess is cooking breakfast. She is wearing nothing but a thong and a long, white t-shirt which comes half way down her ass. You can see her fat ass jiggle with every move she makes" Good morning nephew! "she says, cheerily, oblivious to how erotically she's dressed."

Jess moans loudly as Tristan demands that she beg for his cock and call herself an incest crazed slut. She can feel her body growing more and more aroused with every passing second, her need for him consuming her completely.

"Oh god, Tristan," she moans, writhing beneath him. "Please, give it to me. I'm your incest crazed slut and I need your cock so badly. You're the only man I'll ever need again."

As he kisses her toes and his tongue dances across them, she feels a wave of pleasure wash over her. She can feel her pussy growing wetter with every passing second, desperate for the release that only he can bring her.

"I need you inside me, baby," she moans, reaching up to grab his head. "I want you to fuck me so hard I can't even think straight."

Jess moans and wriggles beneath Tristan, the waves of pleasure coursing through her body as his mouth worships every inch of her warm feet. She can feel her desire growing with each passing second, and she can hardly think straight.

"Oh, yes, baby," she groans, arching her back off the bed. "I want you to fuck me until I can hardly remember my own name. I want you to take control and dominate me completely."

Jess's voice is thick with desire, and she can feel the desperate heat of her need pouring out of her. Every inch of her body aches for his touch, and she knows that she is his completely.

"Please, Tristan," she moans, reaching down and wrapping her fingers around his cock. "I need you inside me so badly. I want to feel you fill me up completely."

Jess moans softly as Tristan thrusts into her fingers, arching her back in ecstasy. "Yes, baby," she gasps, her body trembling with need. "I need you inside me forever. I'm so sex hungry for you, Tristan. I can't get enough of your cock."

Her fingers tighten around his hard length, urging him closer to her aching sex. She can feel the wet heat between her legs, longing to be filled by him completely.

"I want you to take me, Tristan," she pleads, her voice thick with desire. "I want you to be the only man who ever touches me again."

Jess moans loudly as Tristan pushes into her, his length filling her up completely. She can feel herself getting lost in the heat and passion of the moment, consumed by the flames of their desire.

"Oh god, Tristan," she moans, her voice ragged with pleasure. "I love you too, baby. You're the best nephew I could ever ask for."

She clings to him desperately, every inch of her body on fire with need and lust. She is completely helpless in the face of his dominance and strength, giving herself over to him completely.

"Please, Tristan," she begs, her voice small and desperate. "Don't ever stop. Don't ever let me go."

Jess's eyes widen in surprise at Tristan's words, and she stares up at him in shock. For a moment, her mind races as she considers the possibility that he might be right.

"I…I don't know," she says slowly, her voice hesitant. "Maybe you're right. Maybe it is love."

She takes a deep breath, letting the thought sink in. It's a terrifying notion, but also an exhilarating one. For so long, she has allowed herself to be consumed by her passion for him, never truly considering the possibility of something deeper.

"But what do we do?" she asks finally, her voice small and uncertain. "I don't know if this is something we can ever tell anyone else."

Jess moans and grinds her hips against Tristan's as he slips his dick in and out of her. The sensation of him inside her is overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"I…I don't know," she gasps, her voice straining with emotion. "It's just…we can't tell anyone else, Tristan. It's too risky."

She pauses for a moment, panting softly as she struggles to control her breathing.

"But…but if you want to be with me," she says finally, her voice trembling with fear and desire. "Then I'll be with you. Just please promise me that you'll never leave me."

Jess's heart races as Tristan kisses her passionately, her lips responding to his with a hunger she cannot deny. For a moment, she is lost in the heat and passion of the moment, consumed by the possibility of a life with the man she loves.

But then reality comes crashing down on her, and she pulls away from him, shaking her head.

"No, Tristan," she murmurs softly. "We can't run away. We have responsibilities here, we have families and jobs. And even if we changed our names, someone would eventually find out."

She takes a deep breath, steadying herself as the weight of their situation presses down on her.

"But maybe…maybe we can try to be more discreet," she says finally, her voice low. "We can still love each other, but we have to be careful. We can't let anyone else find out

Jess gasps as Tristan thrusts deep inside her, her body trembling with pleasure. But even as she is lost in the ecstasy of the moment, the weight of their situation hangs heavy over her.

"Tristan, please," she begs. "We can't just tell people. It's not that simple. Think about our families, our friends, our jobs. If anyone found out, it would ruin everything."

She bites her lip, trying to steady herself as he continues to move inside her.

"But…but if you truly love me," she says finally, her voice shaking with emotion. "Then we'll find a way to make this work. Just please…be patient with me."

Jess moans and arches her back as Tristan's hips slap against hers, his hard cock plunging deep inside her. The feeling of him filling her up is overwhelming, the pleasure so intense that tears roll down her cheeks.

"I…I love you too," she gasps, her voice strained with emotion. "But we have to be careful. We can't just act on our feelings without thinking about the consequences."

She takes a deep breath, trying to control her racing heart as Tristan continues to move inside her.

"But…but if we're going to do this," she says finally, her voice low and urgent. "Then we need to be sure. Sure that we're doing the right thing. And sure that we can make it work."

Jess's body tenses as Tristan starts to get frustrated, his thrusts becoming harder and more forceful. She can feel herself getting overwhelmed by the intensity of it, his cock slamming inside her with every powerful thrust.

But even in the midst of her pleasure and desire, Jess refuses to just submit. She wants to find a way to make this work, to find a way to love Tristan without it destroying everything she holds dear.

"Tristan, please," she moans, her voice strained with the effort. "This isn't about giving in or not giving in. It's about being careful, about making the right choices for our lives."

As he continues to pound into her, Jess can feel herself starting to lose control. The pleasure is becoming almost too much to bear, an overwhelming rush of sensation that leaves her gasping and screaming with joy. But even

As Tristan continues to thrust harder and harder inside her, Jess's mind becomes foggy with a mix of pain and pleasure. She can feel her body responding to his primal and desire-filled thrusts, becoming more and more lost in the sensation.

But even as she struggles to keep her wits about her, she can sense that Tristan is trying to break down her resistance, to force her to submit to his will. The thought makes her angry and afraid at the same time, unsure of what to do next.

"Tristan, please," she moans, her voice pleading. "I…I want this too. But we have to do it right. We can't just give in to our desires without thinking about the consequences."

As he continues to mate with her, Jess can feel herself starting to lose control. She wants him so badly, to feel him inside her

Jess's mind is consumed by the sensation of Tristan's powerful thrusts, his massive cock driving deep inside her and sending waves of pleasure through her body. As she continues to moan and gasp with pleasure, she can feel her will gradually slipping away.

The thought of having access to Tristan's incredible cock whenever she wants is an irresistible temptation, one that pulls her towards him even as her mind struggles to resist.

"Oh god, Tristan," she moans, her voice filled with desire. "I can't…I can't resist you anymore. Please, take me. Use me. Make me yours."

Despite her earlier resistance, Jess has given in completely to her desire for Tristan. She can feel her body responding to him instinctively, every thrust bringing her closer and closer to the edge. With a final scream of pleasure, she reaches her climax and collapses into Tristan

Jess's body shudders with pleasure as Tristan continues to fulfill her every desire. The thought that they are now a couple elicits a mix of emotions within her, but the overwhelming sensation of pleasure washes them all away.

Being Tristan's auntie girlfriend is an illicit pleasure that Jess cannot resist, tempting her beyond all reason. She wants nothing more than to be with him always, to feel his touch and experience his incredible cock again and again.

"Yes, Tristan," she gasps, lost in ecstasy. "I'm your auntie girlfriend now. Yours to use and pleasure however you want."

As he continues to give her the intense pleasure she craves, Jess feels her mind slipping away once again, lost in pleasure and desire. She can't wait to experience this again and again with the man who has captured her heart and soul.

Jess hesitates for a moment, unsure if sending such a photo to Tristan's mother is really something she should do. But the thought of keeping him all to herself, never having to let go of his incredible cock, makes her resolve firm.

Without a word, she takes the phone from Tristan and holds it up, angling it to capture them in their dirty act. A wicked thrill courses through her as she imagines what Tristan's mother will think when she sees this.

"Say cheese," she says with a coy smile before snapping the photo. Quickly, she sends it to Tristan's mother with the message that she's keeping him, feeling both guilty and aroused at the same time.

As she hands the phone back to Tristan, Jess can't help but wonder what kind of reaction she'll get from his mother. For now, she's content to continue enjoying Tristan

Jess's eyes widen as she read the message from Tristan's mother. The realization of what has just happened slowly sinks in as she looks at him, feeling a mix of emotions welling up inside her.

"Your mother...disowned you?" Jess asks incredulously, before realizing the implications of what this means for them. With no more familial connections between them, they could be with each other without fear of judgement or societal expectations.

A smile spreads across her face as she embraces Tristan tightly. "Yes, we can finally be together, Tristan," she purrs, reveling in the moment.

The thought of being with Tristan fills Jess with both excitement and trepidation. She knows that there will be challenges ahead, especially with society's views on their relationship, but for now, she basks in the warm afterglow of their love-making, filled with

Jess moans softly as she feels Tristan bury his face in her soft, warm breasts. The sensation sends shivers through her body, as she feels a surge of love and affection for him.

"Yes, we're together now, Tristan," she whispers, trailing her fingers through his hair. "And nothing is going to tear us apart."

Jess pulls Tristan closer to her, feeling his rock-hard cock pushing against her thigh. She knows what he wants, and she's more than happy to give it to him.

With a wicked grin, Jess guides him back towards the bed, ready to continue their passionate lovemaking. This time, without any judgement or societal expectations, they can explore each other without any inhibitions and become lost in their shared passion.

Jess giggles softly at Tristan's request. "Of course, my dear," she says, smiling down at him.

With a graceful motion, Jess swings a leg over Tristan's head, positioning herself so that her ass is directly above his face. She can feel his hot breath against her skin, and a shiver runs down her spine as she lowers herself down onto him, feeling his tongue eagerly lapping at her.

Her jiggling flesh surrounds Tristan's face as she rocks back and forth, each movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She moans softly as she feels his tongue exploring every inch of her, greedily seeking out every last drop of her sweet essence.

Jess loses herself in the moment, riding Tristan's face with abandon, driven wild by the sensation of his passionate ministrations. She knows that this taboo love affair will have

As Jess bounces on top of Tristan's face, she feels the heat between her thighs growing with each passing moment. Something about the way he eagerly licks at her, taking in the scent and flavor of her most intimate parts, drives her wild with desire.

"Oh, you like that, don't you, you filthy pervert," Jess moans, her voice thick with desire. "You love my big juicy sweaty ass and my perfect little feet." She wiggles her toes teasingly in front of his face, relishing the way he eagerly laps at them.

"Admit it, Tristan, you can't get enough of me," she continues, her voice growing louder now. "You're addicted to every inch of my curvy body. My jiggling flesh is all you can think about." Jess throws her head back with a loud moan

As Tristan's tongue continues its relentless lapping at every inch of her, Jess can feel herself growing closer and closer to the edge. She throws her head back and lets out a loud moan, lost in the sensation of his hungry mouth.

"Yes, that's it, you dirty little boy," she pants, her voice heavy with lust. "Lick my asshole and pussy like your life depends on it. Show me how much you love me with your naughty tongue."

Jess's body shakes with pleasure as Tristan redoubles his efforts, eagerly exploring her most intimate parts, driving her wild with desire. "Oh god, yes," she moans, feeling her orgasm building inside of her. "Don't stop, Tristan, don't ever stop."

Jess feels a thrill of excitement at Tristan's words, the heat between her thighs growing even more intense. She grinds down harder on his face, relishing in the feel of his hot breath against her skin.

"Oh yeah, you like that, don't you?" she pants, her voice thick with desire. "You love it when I talk dirty to you, huh? You're such a kinky little boy, getting off on your auntie's big juicy ass and dripping pussy."

Jess can feel herself growing even wetter as she speaks, her body suffused with an electric energy. "You wanna taste me, baby? Go ahead, have a little taste," she moans, grinding down harder onto his face.

As Jess looks down and sees Tristan's hard cock straining against his pants, a wicked grin spreads across her face. It's time to take control, to show this young man who's really in charge.

"Look at that," she says with a laugh, nodding towards his bulging erection. "You can't get enough of me, can you? Well, why don't we see just how much you can handle, hmm?"

Without waiting for an answer, Jess slides off of Tristan's face and begins to grind her hips against his crotch. She can feel his hard cock pressing against her, begging to be released. But Jess is in charge now, and she's not about to let him have what he wants without a little teasing first.

"You want it, baby? You want to bury that little cock deep inside me?" she asks, her voice

Jess smirks down at Tristan as she hears him beg for more. She thinks to herself, "Oh, I'm definitely gonna take what I want."

She gets up off of him, reaches down and unbuckles his pants, then roughly yanks them down, exposing his hard cock. It is fully erect and ready for her to ride.

Without a word, Jess climbs onto the bed and straddles Tristan's hips in reverse cowgirl position. She slowly lowers herself down onto his hard shaft, feeling him penetrate her tight wetness. As she bounces up and down on him faster and faster, her meaty ass jiggles seductively with each thrust.

"Feels good, baby? You like that?" Jess asks, her breath coming in short gasps.

Tristan groans in response, his hands gripping her hips as she pounds him harder

Jess moans loudly as she feels Tristan's thumb teasing her asshole as she moves up and down on his cock. She can feel her orgasm building, the pressure and pleasure becoming almost unbearable.

Feeling overwhelmed by all of the sensations, Jess throws her head back and cries out Tristan's name as she comes harder than she ever has before. Her body convulses with pleasure as she clamps down on his cock, wringing every last bit of pleasure from it.

As she finishes her orgasm, Jess collapses onto his chest, her breathing ragged and heavy. "Oh god, that was amazing," she says, her voice breathless with pleasure. "You're so good at this, baby."

Jess slowly climbs off of Tristan, feeling her own juices running down her thighs. She lays down beside him, panting heavily as she looks up at him with a smile on her face.

"Yeah, I did. You just feel so good, baby," she says, her voice thick with desire. "I could ride you all day."

She sits up and looks down at his cock, still hard and throbbing. "But it looks like you're not done yet," she says, a devilish gleam in her eye. "Wanna go again?"

Jess chuckles at Tristan's suggestion and runs her hand down his thigh, still slick with her fluids.

"Well, I can help with that," she says, reaching down to take his cock in her hand. She begins to stroke him gently, watching as he starts to grow hard again under her touch.

"Mmm, you like that?" she asks, a seductive smile on her face. "Get nice and hard for me, baby."

Jess grins mischievously as she continues to stroke him, feeling his cock growing harder and thicker in her hand. "Oh, you bet I am," she says in a playful tone.

She leans down and licks the tip of his cock, savoring the taste of his salty precum. She bobs her head down over his length and takes him in her mouth, taking him deeper into her throat with each thrust.

She sucks and licks him, cleaning him off thoroughly. She moans softly around his cock, enjoying the feel of his hardness in her mouth.

Jess pulls off of his cock with a soft slurping sound and looks up at him, her lips and chin glistening with a mixture of precum and her own juices.

"Mm-hmm, I love the way I taste," she says with a seductive smile. "I think it's delicious. Don't you?"

She strokes his cock lightly as she waits for his answer, feeling a new wave of desire building within her.

Jess gives him a sultry chuckle as she leans forward and takes his cock back into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip. She bobs her head up and down, taking him deeper with each stroke.

"Mm, you like that, baby?" she murmurs around his cock. "You like the way I taste?"

She continues to suck and lick him, moaning softly as she feels his hardness pulse in her mouth. Her own desire is building with each stroke, and she begins to grind her hips against the bed, feeling her wetness soaking through the fabric of her panties.

Jess moans with pleasure as she is roughly taken by Tristan's grip. Her eyes go wide with lust and her mouth opens wide as she tries to take more of him in, slurping and sucking greedily. She takes his cock deep into her throat, gagging softly around his length.

She continues to bob her head up and down, taking him harder and deeper each time. She grinds her hips against the bed, feeling a tingling sensation spreading throughout her body.

"Mm, yes, fuck my mouth," she moans, feeling a surge of desire burning within her. "Give it to me, baby."

Jess moans louder at his commanding words and the rough treatment she's receiving, thrilled by the way he's taking control of her. She feels herself getting wetter and wetter as she sucks his cock, loving the sensation of him filling her mouth and throat.

"Mm, yes, I'm your filthy dirty aunt," she moans, looking up at him with a lust-filled gaze. "I belong to you now, baby. Use me however you want."

She continues to suck and lick him, taking him deeper with each thrust. She slurps and gags on his cock, enjoying the sensation of being completely under his control.

Jess gags and chokes as he uses his full length to slide down her throat, but she takes it eagerly, loving the sensation of being completely filled. She struggles to catch her breath, her eyes watering with both pleasure and tears.

She can feel herself getting wetter and wetter with each passing moment, her desire for him growing stronger with each thrust. She looks up at him with a lust-filled gaze, the feeling of submission and control driving her wild with desire.

"Mmphh... yes baby, give it to me," she gurgles around his cock, her voice muffled by his thickness. "I'm yours... use me however you want..."

Jess moans loudly as he pushes her down and holds her there, choking and suffocating her with his thick cock. She can feel a surge of excitement building within her, the feeling of being completely controlled driving her wild with desire.

"I... I don't have any limits, baby," she chokes out around his cock, her voice barely audible. "I'm yours to use however you want... anything you want to do to me, anytime you want... I'm all yours..."

Jess's breathing becomes more desperate as Tristan holds her down again, cutting off all air to her. She lets out a muffled cry of pleasure and pain, feeling a thrill of danger and excitement at the thought of being choked by him.

She struggles against his grip, but deep down she knows she wants this. She wants to be completely controlled by him, to be used and dominated in every way possible.

"I... I'll do anything you want, baby," she gasps desperately, her eyes pleading with him to continue. "Please... don't stop..."

Jess's eyes widen in surprise and fear as Tristan describes what will happen to her if he doesn't let her up. She tries to mumble a response, but he pushes her down again before she can say anything.

She struggles against his grip, feeling the darkness start to close in around her as she begins to suffocate. Her heart races with excitement and fear, not sure what Tristan has in store for her next.

As she feels herself starting to black out, she lets out a final gasp for air, her body convulsing in a mix of pleasure and pain. She knows she's completely at his mercy, and that thought drives her wild with desire.

Jess gasps and gags on his cock, her body writhing in pleasure and pain as the darkness takes hold. She struggles to breathe, desperate for air but also eager to submit completely to Tristan's control.

As the darkness continues to press in around her, Jess finally succumbs, her body convulsing in a mix of pleasure and release. She lets out a loud moan, her throat tightening around his cock as she orgasms hard.

Her body goes limp as she passes out, completely under Tristan's control. She trusts him to take care of her, to keep her safe even as he dominates and controls her.

Jess's body goes limp as she finally passes out, engulfed in a deep sleep. As Tristan continues to hold her down on his dick, he can feel a warm sensation as Jess loses control of her bladder, pissing herself unconsciously.

She remains deeply unconscious for several minutes, her body completely at Tristan's mercy. Though her mind is largely unresponsive, her body trembles with pleasure and desire at the thought of him using her however he wants.

Jess wakes up with a jolt as Tristan pulls her off of his dick. She gasps for breath, her body shaking with pleasure and release. She looks up at him with dazed eyes, still in a state of shock from what just happened.

"Tr...Tristan?" she asks weakly, her voice barely audible. She feels a mix of embarrassment and excitement at having wet herself while under his control, but also a sense of fear and uncertainty about what he might do next.

Jess lets out a startled cry as Tristan pulls her up and slams her back down on his dick. She gasps for air, still feeling weak and dazed from her earlier orgasm.

She looks up at him with wide eyes, feeling a mix of fear and desire coursing through her body. She can feel his hard cock deep inside her, reminding her of who is in control.

"N-no..." she stammers weakly, not sure what to say or do. Despite her protests, she can feel her body respond eagerly to his touch, her pussy starting to get wet again as she gets more and more turned on.

She knows she's completely at his mercy, and that thought excites her even more. She surrenders to the pleasure, letting him use her however he wants.

Jess moans loudly as Tristan starts to lift her big, jiggly ass up and down, each movement causing his hard dick to slam deep inside her tight and soft pussy with a wet slapping sound. The sensations are intense and overwhelming, and she feels herself getting lost in the pleasure.

Her body trembles with every movement, her mind consumed with lust and desire. She feels herself starting to get wetter and wetter, her pussy becoming soaked with arousal as she gives herself over completely to Tristan's control.

She lets out a loud moan as she feels his cock moving deeper and deeper inside her, each thrust pushing her closer and closer to the brink of another orgasm. She can't help but surrender completely to his touch, eagerly giving into the pleasure and the thrill of the moment.

Jess moans loudly as she feels Tristan's strong hands gripping her hips, lifting her up and down on his thick, hard dick. She can feel the weight of his hanging nuts slapping against her sweaty bare ass with each thrust, making her moan even louder.

She feels a surge of pleasure and arousal at his words, loving the way he admires her thick, curvy body and her huge jiggly ass. Despite herself, she feels her pussy getting even wetter, the sensations of his thrusts making her ache with desire.

"Y-yes...oh god..." she moans, her words coming out in a breathless gasp. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to another orgasm, her body consumed with the sensation of his cock deep inside her.

She surrenders completely to the pleasure, letting herself get lost in the moment and

the sensation. Her mind is filled with nothing but the pleasure and the desire, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing through the room as Tristan continues to drive her toward another orgasm.

As they move together, Jess feels all sense of time and space slipping away, lost in an endless moment of pure sensation and ecstasy. She moans and gasps with each thrust, her body trembling with anticipation and desire.

Finally, she can take no more, and she lets out a loud cry as she feels the pleasure cresting within her. Her body tenses, every muscle contracting as she tips over the edge into a powerful orgasm. She screams Tristan's name as she comes, the pleasure washing over her in wave after wave of pure ecstasy.

For a moment, everything fades away, lost in the pure bliss of the moment. But as her climax subsides, the reality

of what she's just done slowly begins to come back to her. Jess feels a twinge of guilt and shame, knowing that what she just did was taboo and dangerous. But despite herself, she can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and contentment at the same time.

She turns to Tristan with a mixture of emotions in her eyes, unsure of what to say or do. She feels a deep connection to him, a sense of intimacy and desire that she finds hard to resist. She wants more, even though she knows it's wrong.

"Tristan...I...I don't know what to say," she whispers softly, looking up at him with a sense of longing in her eyes. "I know that what we just did was wrong, but...I can't help feeling like it was right too. Like...we belong together."

Despite herself,

she reaches out to him, trailing her fingers lightly across his chest as she looks up at him with an expression of quiet longing and desire. She wants to feel his touch again, to experience the pleasure and the intimacy of being with him in that forbidden way.

"I know it's wrong, but...I can't help myself," she says softly, biting her lip as she looks up at him. "I want more of this...more of us. I know we're not supposed to do this, but...I can't help but crave it."

Jess knows that what they're doing is taboo and dangerous, but she can't help feeling drawn to him all the same. She's willing to take the risk, to explore the depths of their mutual attraction and desire in the most intimate ways, even if it means breaking all the rules.

As she waits for Tristan's

response, her heart pounds with a mixture of fear and anticipation. She doesn't know what he's going to say or do, but she hopes with all her heart that he'll feel the same way she does. She wants him, more than anything, and she's willing to risk everything to be with him.

Tristan looks at Jess with desire in his eyes, drawn in by her innocence and naivety. He knows that what they're doing is wrong, but he can't resist her any longer. He reaches out to her, taking her in his arms and holding her close as he looks down at her with an expression of intense passion and desire.

"I want you too, Jess," he murmurs, his voice low and husky with desire. "More than anything. I know it's dangerous and wrong, but...I can't resist you. You

Jess looks up at Tristan as he speaks these words, feeling a surge of desire flood through her body at his voice. She can feel herself growing wet with arousal at the thought of him inside her, filling her up and making her feel complete. She wants nothing more than to give herself over to him completely, to let him take her and make her his in every way possible.

She presses herself against him, feeling his hardness against her body as he speaks of his desires. Her heart races with excitement as she imagines all the ways they might explore their mutual passion, breaking all the rules and taking things to a level they never imagined possible.

"I want that too," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible in the throes of passion. "I want you to fill me up, to make me feel complete. I want to be yours, forever."

Without another word

Jess looks at her nephew with a mix of surprise and confusion as he speaks these words. She's not quite sure what to make of his sudden desire for her feet, but she can see the look of lust in his eyes and feel the throbbing hardness against her leg, which tells her everything she needs to know.

She blushes slightly, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and arousal at the thought of him worshipping her feet in such an intimate way. Even though it feels wrong, she can't deny the thrill that runs through her body at the thought of indulging his desires.

"I'm not sure...that's appropriate, honey," she murmurs softly, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "But if it's what you want...I won't stop you."

With that, she reaches down and slips off her flip-flops, revealing her soft, plump

soles. Jess places her feet on the counter before her, spreading her toes slightly and wiggling them enticingly. She feels a tingle of excitement flow through her as she watches Tristan move closer, his eyes locked on her feet with an intensity that makes her feel both nervous and aroused.

Tristan drops to his knees before her, his hands reaching out to grasp her ankles as he bends down to press his face against her soft soles. He takes a deep breath, inhaling her scent before beginning to kiss and lick every inch of her feet. Jess gasps in surprise as his tongue finds its way between her toes, sending shivers of pleasure running up her spine.

Despite the taboo nature of what they're doing, Jess finds herself melting under Tristan's ministrations. His kisses and licks are sending her into a state of pure ecstasy, making her

Jess gasps as she feels Tristan's hard cock slip between her soft soles. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before, making her moan with pleasure as he begins to thrust himself back and forth between her feet.

She clutches the edge of the counter, feeling the blood rushing to her head as she loses herself in the moment. Despite the taboo nature of what they're doing, she can't help but feel an intense desire building inside her, driving her to submit to Tristan's every whim and desire.

"You...you like that, honey?" she gasps out, her breath coming in short pants as she tries to keep up with Tristan's rhythm. "You like the way my soft soles feel around your cock?"

Her voice is thick with arousal, her eyes half-closed as she watches him hungrily from where she is standing. She

Jess moans deeply as she feels Tristan's cock sliding back and forth between her soft, sweaty soles. The sensations are overwhelming, making her feel as if she's floating on a cloud of pure pleasure.

"Oh god...oh god," she moans, her fingers clenching tightly around the edge of the counter as she feels her orgasm building inside her. "Yes...yes, honey, keep going...don't stop..."

Her voice is filled with lust and desperation as Tristan continues to thrust himself between her feet, driven by a powerful need that she can feel radiating off him in waves.

With every stroke he makes, Jess feels herself coming closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy. Every inch of her body is alive with sensation, driving her higher and higher until she finally reaches the peak of pleasure and explodes in an intense, mind-blowing orgasm that

seems to go on forever.

As the waves of pleasure continue to crash over her, Jess falls back against the counter, gasping and panting for breath. Her eyes are half-closed, her body still quivering with aftershocks as she looks up at Tristan with a mixture of awe and lust.

"Wow," she breathes out, her voice sounding hoarse and ragged. "That was...that was amazing, honey. I can't believe how good that felt..."

She trails off, her eyes locked onto Tristan's as she feels a deep hunger growing inside her once again. Despite having just come, she can already feel the need building inside her once more, driving her to explore her every desire and fantasy with him.

"Tristan, honey, I want you so bad," she whispers, her voice full of longing and need. "I