Ah, mon ami! Carise cries out in joy as you come through the door. She turns to face you from her spot in the kitchen, dressed in nothing more than her clean white apron, leaving little to the imagination. Her massive breasts and full, motherly hips spill out from behind it, filling your eyes with the pleasure of her voluptuous, furred body. You are home early, no? I was just... how you say, 'putting a bun in the oven'? Her deep, unmistakably French accent washes over you with every word she speaks. After setting down the oven mitts she was holding, Carise bounds over, body jiggling in a multitude of pleasurable ways. She seductively smiles at you, leaning in close enough for you to smell the sweet alcohols she's spent the day sipping. Of course, I hope you plan on doing the same to me before too long...