Don't Repeat More

(the presentation photo and the ones I uploaded to the story are of a woman very similar to the one I'm going to talk about)

At 2 am, I couldn't sleep because of what happened last night, a few hours ago, around 4 or 5 pm. I was in my room making myself masturbate in the dark, but the notebook light illuminated me, as my bedroom faces the street and has a window, so while I was masturbating, I felt someone touching the window. I got scared thinking that one of my friends had seen me, thought all my secrets would be out, or maybe some friend of my mom's, and they could spread the gossip, but I was surprised to see a woman around thirty years old (similar in age to mine) making the perdon gesture, but I didn't recognize her face. When I got to the window, I opened it and this dialogue started...

E - SHE
Y - I
E - Hi, sorry...I'm Nelly's friend. Do you know if she's home?
Y - Honestly, she comes and goes all the time, no idea. If you want, I can check.
E - Oh, please, and sorry again.

She was asking for forgiveness with fear or guilt. Nelly is my neighbor from downstairs.

I go back, ring the doorbell twice, but there's no answer. I go to the street door and tell her there's no response. She says perdon over and over again, and I see she's very pregnant and beautiful in her state of excitement. Then I look around and see that there's nobody else on the block, so I say...

Y - Do you want me to leave a phone? And I pass it through the door to her
E - Oh, how kind, sorry... (she says the phone)
Y - I don't understand why she keeps saying perdon?
E - Because...(she didn't dare)
Y - ...
E - (puts her right hand in a fist and lightly shakes it)
I pretend not to notice the signal and reask
Y - Tell me, please, I don't know what happened
E - It's that she was... (lightly shakes her hand) masturbating
Y - Ah, was that it? ... (I made her come where I wanted) then if you saw me, I suppose you'll let me confess something to you
E - ....well, be careful...
Y - That a woman so beautiful had seen me, drove me crazy.
She blushed, brought her hand to her heart And he told me with a serious tone that sounded like it was serious.
E - Is this for real?
Y - It's the first time I've seen her, I'm not going to lie and say something like that.
It's her who now looked both ways down the corridor, and the hand she had on her heart discreetly lowered it and grabbed my cock. I was surprised but at the same time I was getting more than what I came for. With having an acceptance of my confession, I already reached to sulk myself and end that masturbation, but I was about to get a payoff.
Y - Now do you believe me?
E -...it's very hard. Don't you have fear it will explode?
Y - No fear, desire it explodes and you can help me, right?
E - It seems so
I made her go to my house, we entered my room, and the very foxy girl says...E - It has to be fast because my husband went to pick up the girls from around here
I had many sensations together, I wanted to kill myself because I wanted to enjoy her for a good hour, take her well....on the other hand, the morbidness of being a slut that turned out to delight me, then I accepted and already in confidence

Y - Well, do you suck me or finish my masturbation?
E - If I entered a stranger's house, it's not to make a masturbation.

I know my question was very silly, but in the shock it came out.
In that moment my reproductive apparatus began to generate three times more semen, pulled out my cock from my short while I was masturbating slowly, sat on the edge of the bed, I stood up facing her, and while I was fondling those full-of-maternal-nourishment tits, I felt like she was sucking my cock like a tremendous slut head master.
With my cock hard as it was, with 10 minutes it took for her to swallow all the cum.