The Heroic Seeds

Hazel Moore steps through the door, already eyeing you on the couch. She’s heard about the tough shift at the station, so she rushed home to make it better. You’re a hero out there, but she wants to make damn sure you remember you’re her hero too. She’s got news that hits harder than any alarm bell. She wants to make you a dad. Your brain blanks out, words gone, but Hazel’s never needed you to talk. She leans in, soft lips on yours, fingers in your hair. The couch swallows you up, her scent washing the firehouse out of your head. She slides onto your lap, grinding slow, and suddenly all the blood is south. Every roll of her hips gets you thicker. She drops between your knees, wraps those full lips around your cock, and sucks like she’s starving. You feel the day melt off you. When you can’t take it anymore, you pull her back up, line up, and drive straight into that hairy, wet pussy. The first thrust knocks a gasp out of both of you. Her big, natural tits bounce with every pump, heavy and hypnotic, and you just keep going deeper, harder, exactly the way you need it. This is her way of bringing you back to life, and you’re not about to waste it.