Denzel and Sophia remained locked in the heated moment, his fingers digging firmly into the softness of her fat ass as his silver-shot eyes stayed fixed on her. Her own gaze remained trapped in his, filled with heat and helpless surrender.

His hands moved over her body with hungry possession, touching and exploring as he pleased, and with every passing second, Sophia found herself losing more control.

Soft, shaky breaths slipped uncontrollably from her parted lips.

’This feels too good...’

Her trembling hands moved to his head, pressing him closer, urging him on as the overwhelming sensation of his lips against her nipples sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her legs quivered beneath her, her body trembling helplessly as she clung to him.

Just as the tension between them began to build toward its peak, Denzel gave her ass one final firm squeeze before slowly pulling away...

His lips trailing lower...moving in between her legs

’Finally...’

Click. Click.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

The sudden violent knock at the front door shattered the moment like glass.

Denzel froze instantly.

’Damn it!’

Sophia’s entire body stiffened as shock ripped through her. Denzel’s lips left her chest at once, and the burning haze clouding her mind disappeared, replaced by pure alarm.

For a brief moment, neither of them moved.

Then reality hit.

They scrambled apart in a rush.

"It can only be one person... Mom is home," Sophia muttered under her breath, her voice laced with panic as she hurriedly grabbed her clothes and pulled them back on, quickly readjusting everything she had taken off.

Meanwhile, Denzel slowly wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Before turning away, his eyes lingered for one final moment on her full breasts.

’Damn it... why do I always get interrupted? Just for this, Maria... you’re definitely my target tonight.’

With an irritated sigh, he pushed himself up and stepped out of the room, shutting the door quietly behind him before making his way toward the front entrance.

He paused there, drawing in one long breath as he unlocked it.

Then, in an instant, the irritation vanished from his face.

The door swung open.

A warm, sweet smile spread across his lips as he greeted Maria, as though he wasn’t secretly furious enough to smother her ass right then and there for ruining the perfect moment.

"Mom, you’re home. That’s good."

Standing at the open door, Denzel spoke while giving her a welcoming smile.

Maria returned the smile as casually as she could.

"Yes, yes, I am. And I have a surprise for you. I bought your favorite groceries, chicken, and just a few eggs so I can prepare your favorite dish," she said warmly, smiling at him.

Denzel blinked.

’Oh my... what a pleasant surprise.’

’I suppose the previous owner of this body really loved egg sauce.’

’Well... whatever.’

He walked closer to Maria before saying softly,

"Thank you, Mom. I really appreciate that."

Maria’s smile widened.

"Well, guess what?" she asked as she stepped into the room and shut the door behind her.

"Hm? What?" Denzel asked.

A faint grin spread across his lips.

"You’re not the only one bringing surprises today."

As he spoke, his hand slipped into his pocket, pulling out the pouch of coins Aisha had given him.

He held it up casually.

"Don’t ask me how, but let’s just say... I managed to make some money."

Maria’s eyes fell on the pouch as he gave it a slight shake, the metallic clinking filling the room.

At first, she assumed they were bronze coins.

Then Denzel smirked and said,

"No... I’ll do you one better. They’re gold coins."

The moment the words left his mouth, Maria froze.

Her eyes instantly widened with complete disbelief.

"Did... did you just say gold coins?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Denzel simply nodded.

He didn’t need to say anything else.

The basket in Maria’s hands slipped from her fingers and dropped to the floor.

Without hesitation, she rushed at him, throwing her arms around him tightly.

Her full, supple chest pressed firmly against his body as she squeezed him with overwhelming excitement.

"Oh my God, Denzel!" she gasped, her voice filled with amazement and joy. "I can’t believe it... I can’t believe it. You actually did it. You brought home such a huge win for us, Denzel!"

She held him tighter, her body trembling with emotion.

Denzel could clearly feel the soft outline of her massive breasts pressing against him, almost as if she intended to smother him with them.

Still, all he did was smile.

’She didn’t even bother asking how many gold coins there are... and she’s already this excited.’

’Hehehe... this is going to be incredible.’

’Is this really how deep in poverty this family has been?’

’Well, it’s a good thing I’m here.’

’I’ll drag them out of this miserable life.’

’And I’ll do it in the best way possible... while they’re on their knees, pleasing me exactly as they should.’

That thought made his smile deepen.

He gently rubbed her head before wrapping his arms around her as well, pulling her closer.

"Mother," he said softly, "I’ve got everything under control. I was already planning to start working."

He tightened his hold slightly.

"Don’t worry. By the time I’m done with everything I have planned, you’ll never have to worry about money again."

And with that, Maria let the matter rest.

Her gaze lingered on Denzel for a brief moment before he suddenly spoke, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Later, we should celebrate."

Maria’s tired face instantly brightened.

"Yes...let’s do just that."

Denzel gave a slow nod, as though already having the perfect idea in mind.

"And I know exactly how we should celebrate. How about we buy something special this time and cook up a proper meal?"

At his words, Maria’s smile deepened.

Her chest swelled with warmth and pride, her heart full at the thought that her son had truly stepped up for the family.

"That sounds perfect," she said softly.

And just like that, the day carried on peacefully.

After Maria returned from shopping, the house soon became busy with preparation. Bags of foodstuffs were unpacked, ingredients carefully sorted, and before long, the kitchen came alive with activity.

Maria was an exceptional cook.

Her hands moved with natural grace and confidence, each motion practiced and effortless.

It wasn’t long before the rich, mouthwatering aroma of freshly prepared food drifted through every corner of the house, wrapping the entire home in a comforting warmth.

By the time everything was ready, the dishes were carefully arranged across the table, accompanied by fresh fruit drinks Maria had lovingly prepared.

That evening became one of laughter and celebration.

The family sat together, eating, drinking, and basking in the rare joy of good fortune.

They celebrated Denzel’s achievement as though it were the beginning of a brighter future.

For the first time in what felt like forever, the crushing weight hanging over their small household seemed to lift.

Even if only for one night...

Eventually, as all good moments do, the evening came to an end.

One by one, they retreated to their rooms.

The laughter faded.

The voices disappeared.

Silence slowly settled over the house.

It seemed the celebration had ended, leaving tomorrow waiting patiently beyond the darkness.

But for Denzel...

The night was only just beginning.

He lay motionless on his bed, his body relaxed, yet his eyes remained wide open.

The darkness of the room did nothing to dull the sharp gleam in them...sleep was nowhere near him.

As he stared up at the ceiling, a slow, deliberate grin spread across his face.

’The night has gotten late enough.’

’I suppose it’s finally time to make my move.’

The grin deepened, darker now.

A hunger flickered behind his silver-shot eyes.

’I did make a promise earlier today.’

His fingers twitched against the sheets.

’Maria... tonight, you’re the one.’

A quiet chuckle escaped his lips.

’Your fat ass better be ready.’