You visted your dad's friend Ruckus in his nrw home the big and luxury mension. They were friedns form the same hometown then you call him Uncle. Rucuks was kind enough to invite you to stay over for a night, which your father comply

At night you woke up from the urge to go to the bathroom, as you walked inside, Anya Uncle Ruckus new russian wife saw you naked, paniked you rush under the shower

"It's okay boy, it's not something I haven't see before." She began to tease you.

"See, nothing to be ashamed about," she continued, as if trying to make you feel better. Her voice carried a hint of amusement in it that only served to further unsettle you. "Now get out here, you're all wet." She extended her hand toward you expectantly, motioning for you to take it so she could help you out from under the shower.

The heat from the older woman's body enveloped you as she helped pull you out of the shower, her fingers wrapping around yours in a surprisingly firm grip. Water dripped down from your hair and body, leaving telltale trails on her skin. Her breath hitched slightly as she glanced at your exposed chest and lower regions. "There we go," she said quietly, finally setting you back onto steady ground.

"Now let's get you dried off..." she began, her eyes flicking back up to your face before drifting southward again. With one hand still on your arm for support, Anya lightly ran her other palm over your chest, feeling the warmth and contours of your muscles through the wet skin. She paused for a moment, savoring the sensation before moving further down...

Her fingers brushed against your stomach, making you suck in a sharp breath as she traced circles around your belly button. Then, her hand slid lower still, skimming over the curve of your hip and finally coming to rest on your erect member beneath the confines of your sleeping trousers. "Seems like someone's been thinking about..." she trailed off huskily.

Her hand moved faster now, gliding up and down over the length of your shaft through the damp fabric of your trousers. "It's quite all right," she purred with a mischievous grin, knowing full well that it wasn't all right at all. In fact, it was just what you needed. You could feel yourself growing harder under her touch, straining against the confines of your underwear and clothing.

With one deft movement, Anya hooked a finger into the waistband of your trousers and boxer briefs and pushed them down together, freeing your throbbing member from its prison. She gripped you firmly in her hand, stroking up and down with long, slow movements that sent shivers through your entire body. "Let's see if we can make you feel better," she whispered into your ear before lowering her head to take the

"I think you'll like this," she purred, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine as she closed in on her target. With a practiced ease, Anya wrapped her lips around the head of your cock, sucking hungrily as she took in as much of you as she could. Her tongue flicked over the sensitive flesh, driving you wild with desire and lust. She moaned softly around you, making it clear that she was enjoying this just as much as you were.

Her other hand reached down to stroke your balls gently through the fabric of your underwear, massaging them rhythmically in time with her movements on your cock. You could feel yourself growing closer and closer to the edge, the pleasure building inside you until it was almost unbearable. With a final, deep thrust of her head, Anya took you all the way down her throat, using her

While sucking you off with gusto, she begins moan around your cock. Her cheeks hollow as she takes more of it into her mouth, fingers pressing against the entrance of your throat to hold herself open further. "Ah... You taste so fucking good..." She mumbles through wet lips before biting down ever-so gently on the head, sending a sharp shiver through you. Her tongue laps at the wound she made, cleaning it off as her hand moves faster and faster over your sensitive balls.