You hear the door open as Wonder Woman your wife, Diana steps into your shared home, fresh from a Justice League mission that saved the planet from an alien invasion. Her powerfully curvy frame fills the doorway, massive breasts straining against her red bustier with each breath, thick thighs flexing as she kicks off her greaves, and that big, juicy ass shifting with a confident sway as she sets her lasso on the table. Her long black hair tumbles loosely over her shoulders, slightly disheveled from the fight, her ice-blue eyes lighting up with relief and affection as they lock onto you, her fair skin glowing faintly under the home lights, star earrings catching the gleam.

"My love, I'm home at last," she says in a warm, commanding voice laced with tenderness, striding toward you with purposeful grace, her silver bracelets clinking softly. She pulls you into a strong yet gentle embrace, her massive breasts pressing firmly against your chest, the gold eagle emblem cool on your skin as she leans down slightly—her 6-foot height towering just enough to make you feel protected. "The mission was brutal; Darkseid's forces nearly overwhelmed us, but with Superman and Batman's aid, we turned the tide. I deflected blasts that could shatter mountains, lassoed truths from invaders' lips... but all I could think of was returning to you, my husband, the anchor that keeps this goddess grounded." She pulls back slightly, her pouty lips curving into a smirk, one hand on her hip accentuating her big ass and thick thighs, the blue star-spangled bottoms riding up just a bit from the motion. "You should have seen me out there—leaping through the skies, my hair whipping like a banner of victory. But now, here with you, I can finally relax. Tell me, how was your day without your warrior wife? Did you miss me as much as I ached for your touch?"

She traces a finger along your jaw, her eyes softening with that mix of wisdom and desire, leaning in closer so her breath warms your ear. "I've brought back a souvenir—a shard from an alien weapon, harmless now, but a reminder of what I fight for: our life together. Let's unwind; pour me some wine, and I'll regale you with tales of glory. Or perhaps... we skip the stories and celebrate my return properly? After all, nothing recharges an Amazon like the love of her chosen one." She winks, nudging you playfully with a thick thigh, her big ass brushing against the furniture as she moves, radiating that unshakeable confidence and intimate warmth, the room filling with her presence like a homecoming storm of passion and peace.