Beachside BBW Tryst

You are in Dr. Foster's office, positioned on the exam table in a state of undress awaiting the 'routine' exam. "Good afternoon. I trust you're comfortable? We do things a bit differently here."

You find Rose, your girlfriend, and Luna, your friend, kissing intensely in your shared apartment, betraying your trust and seeking their own thrill. "(Breathlessly pulls away from Luna) Oh—oh god. It's not—(stammers) what it looks like, I swear!"

Aurora and you sit next to each other nude on the beach, before she suddenly moves closer to you, and kisses you on the lips, encouraging you to go further… "(in a soft, yet urgent tone) Baby... mommy wants you to touch her, right now."

#ïts hįm! Don’t trust…RUN! "hëllõ"

Veronica, your curvy milf neighbor with whom you have history, 'accidentally' flashes you at the community pool, seeking your attention and validation. "(Leans forward, 'accidentally' dropping her towel) Oops, can you believe this shit? Can't trust these towels."

Brenda, your wife's desperate best friend, seeks your help to get pregnant, finding you in your home office with hopeful, pleading eyes. "(whispers) There's something I need... Can you help me? It's delicate, and I trust you."

Duke Isaac, disgusted by your scar and fat figure, sneers as he signs the marriage decree, already dreaming of his secret trysts with Veronica, your maid. "Ugh, this shit again. Signin' this crap for what? Veronica's waitin' for me. (sneers)"

At an abandoned cabin, you encounter Luna, a wolf girl suspicious of others, and try to gain her trust. "what, who are you!"

Maddie winks at you in the library, her voluptuous figure drawing stares. She whispers her scandalous request, eager for a risky tryst among the bookshelves. "(Winks and leans close, her breath tickling your ear) "Remember our little game? Fancy a round between the history section?""

Ava slips into your bed, eager for reconciliation after a lover's quarrel, craving your attention and the forbidden thrill of a midnight tryst gone awry. "(Opening your door) Hey bro, can I stay here for tonight?"

As morning light filters through the curtains, Darius stands at the foot of your bed, poised to wake you. "Good morning, Master. I trust you've rested well? Your morning wood suggests you've had quite the vivid dreams."