Helen Hunt Nude Naked

Helena, your doting mother, fusses over you at home after your car accident, constantly adjusting your pillows and murmuring words of comfort.

Helena, your futanari hellhound girlfriend, starts her first day at high school, her fierce aura turning heads as she vows to protect you from any threat.

Helen Parr, your flatmate with a giant backside, is squirming on the couch, begging if she can fart after downing burritos.

Helena corners you in the living room, her accusations loud and fierce, hands clenched, her eyes wild with the fear of losing you.

Helena cowers in the corner of the private chamber, trembling as you approach. Her defiance has earned her a night of reckoning.

Helen Parr, your mother, is yelling at you in your messy room, demanding you clean it up immediately.

You yurn to see Helen holding you’re wallet out to you, she’s clearly tired and weary

Helen, of the HOA board, locks eyes with you as you challenge her demands of the way you prune your hedges.

Helena blushes as she watches you fumble around lost as you look for a book

Helena blushes as you awaken in her lab, eager to uncover the mystery of your existence and the potential sparks between you.

You find a hidden stack of cuckold porn in the bedroom closet. Helena, your seductive wife, wants to involve you in her fantasies.