"By the way, my dad is single," she told me, walking to the door.

"Are you offering him to me?" I pondered.

"If you're interested," she answered, before coming to me. "Well, between me and you, he needs to get laid. He's secretly seeing me in case you're wondering, so he may become a little friendly, Alina. I'm sorry to go back, but he may think something is up if he sees us so close already. After all, he knows we just met."

"Wait, you're saying that if something happens between your dad and me, that I have your permission to go for it?"

"You're about to meet him; and you're already asking me that?"

"You're the one that said something, weirdo," I branded her, pushing her.

"Ladies, be nice," Adam warned us, holding us both together.

"We're just giving each other shit, dude," she made clear, kissing him.

Then we all went inside.

"Hey, Dad, this is my boyfriend, Adam, and his mom, Alina," she introduced us, walking to him. "This is my dad, Alvin."

"Oh, all 'A' names, huh?" I asked, putting my hand out.

"I guess so," Alvin answered, coming up with me and taking my hand. "It's nice to meet you, Alina, and you too, Adam," he added, before shaking his hand too. "I didn't know I'd get to meet both of you, though."

"Well, let's just say Aubery, and I hit it off yesterday and today, and I thought I'd tag along since they were coming over here. That's not a problem, is it?"

He looked over me for a moment. "I can not think of a single issue that could arise from you being here, Alina."

"Good to know."

"Well, there's one thing, I guess."

"Oh?" I asked, crossing my arms. "What?"

"They didn't bring you over so they both could tell us something, right?"

"No, Dad, I'm not pregnant."

"Well, it's not like it's even a question that you two, sexually active, hun. I didn't mean anything by it, but call me crazy, I'd like to know. I'm sure Alina was curious, weren't you, Alina?"

"You could say that, yes, but even if she was, I'd love to have a grandchild and be willing to help them out. Not that I'm laying a case for her to get prego anytime soon. I do like your daughter a whole lot," I explained, getting behind her.

"Okay then, but you're confirming you're not?"

"Do you want to take a test, Dad?"

"No, of course not."

She nodded and hugged him. Then we all sat down and chatted for a while. They took one couch, and Alvin and I took the other. Yet, most of the chatting was done by Aubery and Alvin even though they weren't on the same couch. Still, they caught up as Adam, and I just chatted.

"Alina and I just really hit it off, Dad. So, it's safe to say that Adam and I have gotten into serious territory."

"Oh, am I gonna walk you down the aisle soon?"

"It could happen, Dad. I know you just met Adam here, but would that be good news?"

"Um, I guess, as long as you're not knocked up. I know your mom, and I did that, but it doesn't usually work, though."

"I'm not pregnant, Dad. We use protection, okay? If I was, I'd tell you. I'd bring Adam here, but not Alina for reinforcements."

"Aye aye."

Anyway, they were chatting for so long, the sky went dark.

"Dad, do you mind if we all spend the night?"

"Are you planning on spending the night, Alina?" Alvin pondered, glancing at me.

"Um, I could sleep on the couch."

"No, I can sleep out here, and you may take my bed if you'd like that is, Alina," he offered, rubbing my leg.

'Well, your daughter did warn you were single, and you know I'm single, so maybe it's good that she gave me permission.'

"I'll take it if you're offering, Alvin," I replied, feeling his hand. "That's sweet of you."

"You're welcome," he added, before peeking at them. "You're gonna go into your room and have sex, right?"

"We're both adults, Dad," she made clear, standing with Adam. "We're gonna go, but feel free to chat with Alina. You don't need to go to bed so soon," she mentioned, walking across the living room. "We'll see you in the morning, Dad, and Alina."

"Goodnight," I said, watching them stroll out.

"Okay, now that they're gone, is my daughter pregnant?"

"I have not seen a test, but I'm gonna say no. So, you're really worried about that?"

"You're not?"

"Well, I believe them when they told me they were using protection, so I guess. I'm not gonna push Adam to just say she is. It's like she they're not kids anymore, they're both adults, and they can handle adult situations. You said you got your wife pregnant before marriage; did you tell your parents right away?"

"No, I didn't. So, that choice may be in her DNA somewhere for all I know. I'm not saying I don't trust her; you know how that works; she goes out and makes sure she gets pregnant and doesn't say a word until she starts showing. I just met your son, but as I can tell, she loves him and wouldn't pull some bad shit on her. Still, this is the 21st century, you know?"

"I agree," I told him, rubbing my leg. "For the record, you raised a wonderful daughter, Alvin. Quite frankly... I just think she's great."

"What were gonna say? There was a pause there?" he asked, giving me a weird look.

"I guess, Adam hasn't brought many ladies home for me to meet, but he brought your daughter to meet me. I think it was definitely the right call. She's sweet, funny, and a bit of a smart-ass too," I described her, before taking my hand away. "I just really like her, put it that way."

"Maybe I'll feel the same way about Adam this time tomorrow."

'I doubt it; I don't think you two will want to have sex.'

"Do you not think so, Alina?"

"I don't know, dude, maybe, maybe not. Shit happens, and not everyone clicks."

"Um, okay, is here not a people person?"

"Something like that, but he clicked with Aubery. I don't mean to like give you the wrong idea, but you know what I mean, right?"

"Um, okay, I guess."

"Well, are we clicking so far?"

"It's still early."

"Just like you and him, but right now he's probably, you know?"

"Having sexual relations with my daughter?"

"That's a nice way to put it. As you said, it's the 21st century now, and people have sex way before marriage. So, let's just let things happen how they happen. If things get big with them, then we should support them. I will tell you this: I love my son, and your daughter for that matter. Granted I just met her yesterday, but she is a great young woman, and you're even half as fantastic as her; I'm sure Adam will love to have you as a father-in-law. Obviously, you're a little protective of her, but I'll say this, she can take care of herself too."

He nodded and stayed silent for a moment. I rubbed his leg again to make him feel better because it seemed like that last fact did just dawn on him. Either way, I gave him a minute.

"Well, I do love her, but enough about them. What about you? I hear you're a widow too."

"That I am, five years for me. You?"

"Three."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Thank you, and I'm sorry too."

"Thank you as well," I added, before hugging him slightly. 'You're hugging me back and shaking a tad. That's something.'

"Thank you for that."

"Your welcome," I said, going back. "It's sad, but it makes us the people we are now. So, maybe it'll be funny like Danny Tanner except neither one of us has John Stamos or Dave Coulier living with us."

"And we both only have one, and they're adults. The show would've been more adulterated with adults."

"I guess, yes. Well, onto a more adult subject, are you planning on staying a widow?"

"I like to think I'm not planning on staying one forever. Whatever happens, happens. Abuery has asked me about it, but I never have anything to report. It's not I can tell her Denise from Accounting was hitting on me. You know it'll happen if it does; if not, then not. If she has Adam or whoever, then good for them. She doesn't need a step-mom; I think I'm enough of a parent for her, but like you said, she can take of herself. A beautiful woman like you can certainly do the job too for Adam."

"Thank you," I said, rubbing his leg.

"Your welcome, and what about you? Anyone even on the radar may be a step-dad for Adam?"

"Uh, there could be someone. I couldn't say for sure, though."

We exchanged eye contact for a moment and smirked at one another. I did get my warning from Abuery, but it seem like one then, but maybe an invitation. She already knew how I felt about her, so it kind of made sense.

"I know you're... um, older, I guess I would say."

"And then the night took a turn," I laughed. "I'm forty-seven."

"I'm forty-six. So, quite a few more miles on both of us then?"

"That's fair. Were you gonna ask if I'd be willing to have more kids?"

"Yes, actually. I'm not gonna ask how you knew that."

"I'm good, and I'm not locking the door on that, but I'm reluctant to open it. Especially when it's certainly possible that Adam and Abuery could tell us that they're expecting, you know what I mean?"'

"I do; yes, I'm in your boat too. If it happens it happens, but I'm saying it's unlikely. I haven't had a vasectomy, but as you might have guessed, there hasn't been enough woman for there to be a good reason for it. Whether it hurts for five seconds, or whatever. I'm just like; it's not worth it. I can't think that Abuerty would hate it; she might even think it's baby practice for her. With that said, I still don't foresee it happening."

I nodded.

"Well, you're stunning, though if you don't mind me asking. If you did get pregnant, I think you'd look great, Alina."

"Would you still think so if took off my top and shorts?"

"There's only one way to find out," he laughed.

"Well, at least both know the other is funny," I pointed out, pushing his leg.

"We could sell out Madison Square Garden if we were a packaged deal. I don't know if we have enough material, but we could wing it," he said, grabbing my feet. "Would you like a foot rub?"

"Maybe; how soft are your hands?"

He answered by feeling my feet, and I nodded. He began rubbing them for me and shot me one lusty look too. Sure enough, things seemed to be progressing, and with our kids dating, it seemed to push us a tad.

"Well, you have some nice feet, not too big or small. They're quite smooth too."

"Like you."

"I haven't heard that in a while."

"Other than my son, no one has offered me a foot rub, so I feel special."

"I'm glad to help."

'I bet you are, and you're practically eyefucking me. Again, Abuery did tell me you were single. You're a silver fox, got a little gray up there, but you were wearing it proudly.'

"So, was your wife a blonde then?"

"Because Abuery is blonde?"

"She's blonde; I thought she had a mix of red and black hair."

"Well, you are funny, and yes, my wife was blonde."

"That's cool, and I'm a natural brunette, in case you were wondering. My mom had dark brown hair, though."

"Already then; what about your great-grandmother's brother?"

"I'm sorry, I might be thinking of someone, but I want to say pink."

"Riveting," he said, switching feet. "Did they have feet as soft as yours?"

"I couldn't say."

"Too bad, but I'm sure yours are softer; that's just my opinion," he complimented me, checking me out me again.

I just let him and peeked at him too. We didn't speak for a moment, but smirked at each other a bit. Even with Aubery's permission, I wasn't jumping for something to happen, but if it did, I was open, and he was making it more so.

"Forgive me if this is too forward, but is there any real potential here? I mean like on a scale from us being the last two on earth to the attraction being so great, that it has to happen, where would you rate it?"

I rubbed my face for a few seconds. "I guess an attraction that can't be ignored, but still no guarantee. Maybe like a sister's friend and the guy. You know, it's okay legally, but there might be dirty looks. I hope that answers your question."

"Vague, yet specific too."

"Do you have a sister?"

"Nope, a brother, though. Maybe it'd be better if your example was the brother's ex. I'm not saying never, but still unlikely. Hatred of someone else makes it hot, but it does wear off. Maybe it means they weren't right for each other, but the hatred of the others makes the attraction better, so you don't see how you're not right for each other. Unfortunately, sometimes that leads to people getting pregnant and then married. So, I don't know what my point of this was, but I said it."

"Yes, you said, Alvin," I laughed. "May I ask you a forward question?"

"You may rub my feet, but they're not sexy as yours."

"I'll be the judge of that, but say you were looking for someone, and by a stroke of luck, someone didn't fall into your lap, but you have their feet there. Would you be interested whether it was just a fling or whatever?"

He licked his lips and shook, too, as he couldn't take his eyes off me. He kept his hands on my feet too, but didn't speak for a moment. I didn't either, but we both at least thought about it.

"If it happened, I don't think I'd judge it on what I wanted until it happened. Sometimes when one wants something, the other just wants something else. I think it's just a human flaw in both genders. You know, there are people everywhere, but still, people say 'Fuck it.' both ways. Where it could be good for a little while, but shit happens, or it's bad at first, and they just quit before it gets better. It's impossible to know for sure. Even if the woman for me is attractive for her age. If the guy didn't know any better, he'd say she might be in her early thirties. That would mean she'd be very young when she had her son, but..."

"I get your point, Alvin; thank you. If I told you that you were a very handsome man, would that change anything?"

"Not really; my mind is already made up, so I guess my theory didn't pan out."

"That's okay," I made clear, leaning up to him. "A lot of them don't pan out," I broke the news, before stopping a few inches in front of him as my body was on top of him. "They just have to be hypothetically possible, but not actually happen," I told him, before kissing him.

After ten seconds, he parted his lips. "Well, you're quite inciteful, Alina."

"I think so, but Adam doesn't always, though. I think his incite led him to your daughter, and neither one of us can say that was wrong. So, I'm at a loss, but who cares, right?"

"I don't give a fuck about that theory," he told me, before kissing me.

We both giggled a bit and made out slowly. Surely enough, whether Abuery said 'Go for it.' or 'Stay the fuck away from him.', I was on top of him and kissing him. I grabbed his shoulders, and he wrapped his arms around my head.

His beard and mustache ticked me a bit, but we kept our lips together for over a minute. Although, our kissing was broken up just a little bit. I kept my eyes closed; and I was sure he did the same.

After that minute, I parted my lips. "How was that?"

"Quite intriguing, but wrong."

"Because of our kids?"

"No, because tonight is there's a full moon. Yes, because of our kids, Alina."

I sighed. "Should I get off you then?"

"I didn't say that," he answered, moving some hair out of my eyes. "That was a loud sound that sounded like it came from Abuery's room."

"I guess their sex life is alive and well, or maybe one of them just bumped into something."

"I'm not curious enough to find out, but as you can feel down there, I like you."

"I didn't think it was my place to address it."

"Yet, you're not getting off me."

"I noticed, I think it might be because to do this again," I mentioned, before kissing him again.

We made out again, but kissed even slower that time. Needless to say, I felt my motor going, and his hard-on wasn't leaving either. He placed his palms on my lower back and massaged it for me too. I kept my hands on his shoulders though as we went out for a few minutes.

At the end of our make-out session, I felt his hands come onto my thong, so he parted his lips. "Shit, I'm sorry," he apologized, yanking his hands up.

"It's okay; I'm not gonna scream."

He nodded and brought his lips to mine again, but that time, we kissed even harder and breathed harder too. In the process, we twitched a bit too as we were liking it so far. We didn't talk, but we didn't need to, though.

We were reluctant, but as we were talking about it, we did have an attraction. Whether it was completely wrong or right, we found ourselves liking each other and after another five minutes kissing session, I parted my lips that time.

We didn't let a word drop, but then I leaned up a bit. I didn't move, but we stared at each other for a moment as we looked at one another. Needless to say, we liked what we saw. Then I dropped my hands down to my top and grabbed it.

He nodded at me, so whether he wanted to go all way and fuck or just see me without a shirt, I took it off. His eyes widened, and surely enough, I felt his hard-on more. After a moment, he calmly brought his hands up towards my boobs, but not on them yet.

He waited for my approval, and I gave it to him by pushing his hands onto my breasts. Even through my bra, he cheesed and shook too. So, I had to smile widely as well, even though I was certain he'd liked my jugs.

"So, is it safe-"

"Yes, I like them, Alina. I like them a lot. Are these real?"

"Yes, all of my bras are real; just because it's blue silk from Victoria's Secret, doesn't mean it's not real," I laughed. "Yes, my melons are all-natural, Alvin."

"Sweet, these are perfect. How they feel and size for your body too."

"Do they sag too much?"

"Let me say that I wouldn't be able to tell without your bra on, but that's not a ploy to get you to take it off."

"I believe you, but now I must ask, do you want to see them without my bra?"

"Let me think about it, yes."

I laughed, tugged him up with me and brought his hands to my back. He didn't need an invitation to undo my bra.

"I'm sorry, it's been a while since I undid one of these," he said, attempting to undo it.

I laughed, but he still managed to get the job done.

Once he did, he pulled it off me and dropped it on the floor. "Well, the sun might be going down, but these are lighting things up now," he muttered, before feeling them.

"And making you harder."

"I'm glad you noticed because you're a dashing woman, Alina."

"I'm glad you noticed," I told him, pulling him up with me. "Now tell me to pull out your hard friend that's taking the hint to stick around because of me."

"Do that, Alina," he chuckled.

I looked down at his crotch and undid his pants. I moved my knees so I could push them down a bit too, and his schlong sprang up like a rocket.

"Now that's a hard dick," Alvin," I mentioned, wrapping my right hand around it. "Who said older people don't get horny too?"

"I don't know," he said, feeling my tits again. "I just know that you're one ravishing woman, Alina. I don't know what guys have had the chance to take you out and just passed it up, but they're dumbasses. I mean, I feel like I'm feeling your magnificent works of art. I mean..."

"Don't worry, I get it, and your wood is stiffening with my hand on it."

We smiled at each other yet again and leaned to each other to kiss once again. We moved our lips are slowly as possible. Surely we walked down the path a bit, but it appeared that we were past the point of no return.

As we made out, I moved my right hand on his pecker lazily in somewhat small strokes and made him vibrate too. I had no idea if he could stop himself from going apeshit, but even if he did, we were gonna have fun.

He massaged my breasts right over my nipples and pressured them as well. He kept rather his movements somewhat soft then, but proved that he was attracted to me, therefore wanted to do a lot more.

As we pleased one another, we both made the couch jiggle a little bit, but we weren't about to attract any attention. We knew our kids were rather busy, and even if it was louder, they probably still wouldn't notice or investigate if they did.

Anyway, after another moment, he parted his lips once again. "I do like you, Alina, and our kids may not, but for all we know, you could be walking down the aisle with me at the end. Is that an okay thing to suggest?"

"Well, you already said it, but sure."'

"You're funny," he told me, moving up.

I got up off him, but lied down on my back. So, he got on top of me and kissed me again. Then he kissed his way down to my boobs. He grabbed both of them for a moment and felt them with his face.

"So, do they feel as smooth on your face as your hands?"

"Smoother actually," he told me, pushing his pants and boxers down to his knees.

Then he got off the couch and stripped his bottom half completely. Then he leaned up again and brought his hands to my pants. He didn't ask permission, but I didn't stop him. So, he undid them, and I pushed them down.

He got my pants off, but left my thong on for the time being. I wasn't sure why, but I wasn't questioning it. I guess he wanted to soak in my body with it still on, but once again, he didn't ask for permission when he moved my thong to the side just a bit to see my pussy.

"You've brought it out into the light; are you just gonna stare at it?"

"Well, it is one sexy part of your body that thrills just from the sight," he admitted, peeking at me.

"No kidding?"

"No kidding," he admitted, before tugging my thong off as well.

He dropped it and surely scanned my body over again as if it was a whole new one. Yet, I couldn't help, but appreciate that. I wanted to reach down and feel his rod again, but I fought the urge for the time being.

"Wow, you are stunning, Alina."

"You think so?"

"I have the proof right in front of me, so yes."

"Then feel free to feel me and I don't mean one part of me just with one part of you."

 He couldn't turn me down then, so he calmly got back up on the couch with me and on top of me. I felt his cock on my slit down there, but that was it then. With my jugs on my chest and him feeling so much more of me, he was flying high.

So, he leaned down to kiss me once again. "Are you on the pill?"

"No, and you've confirmed you haven't gotten a vasectomy. So, do you have a condom?"

"I don't think so, but I'm pretty sure Aubery has the morning-after pill if you want to take one in the morning."

"That's not romantic, but I'll take it," I answered, before kissing him. "Now make sweet love to me."

He nodded and grabbed his rod to guide it to my slit down there. I didn't know what to expect with his member inside me, but I was more than curious to find out. After a few seconds, he had it right at my entrance, and he looked back at me.

He waited for me to give him the go-ahead, but once he got it, he unhurriedly pushed it into my cunt. I immediately began shaking down there and closed my eyes too. Yet, he knew the reason for that.

He moaned a bit and got close to me so his head was next to mine. I needed a moment to take his cock and get used to it, but then he arched his back and left a small gap between us. Although, my big tits still touched him somewhat.

So, he officially made love to me and didn't say a word for the time being. I had to close my eyes from time to time and took the foreign pleasure of his wood going in and out of my snatch quite slowly.

On the couch, there wasn't a ton of room to be comfortable, but he made it work. As it was circumstances such as those, it was just paradise, and the couch was a small price to pay. I knew it was still taboo to some extent, therefore, loving, so nothing was bad.

He attacked me with his breath again, but I didn't mind whatsoever. I did the same, in fact, and grabbed onto his lower back a bit. I knew I hurt him just a bit, but he kept going on me. He was still going rather slow on me for over ten minutes as not a word dropped.

Yet, it was so much better that way because it was so much more intimate. We just met, but yet he was on top of me making sweet love to me. I wasn't even sure how much of his cock was going in and out, but it still felt like a lot.

He also dropped his lips to mine several times and kissed me for roughly ten seconds with each one. We were both out of the game for some time, so we both took leniency on one another. We didn't expect too much, but just a sweet lovemaking session.

His chest kept rubbing on my boobs somewhat, but not enough to really make him jolt. They were still big, but he still kept that small gap there to really thrust his rod. He never brought his palms off my thighs and held them rather tightly.

We both showed faces of lust mostly, but with a hint of love too. So, whatever that meant, I wasn't questioning it and wanted to find out more. I was sure there was a lot more to see, but I was more than content just feeling his member inside me.

Then he suddenly arched his back even more and got a good look at me. "Wow, you're some MILF. Alina."

"And you're some DILF," I praised him, caressing his back. "Are you gonna make me titties shake now, dude?"

"I can if you'd like."

"Only if you shoot them."

"Oh, you're one of those?"

"Yes, I guess."

He nodded, but went back to me to kiss me once again. "I can do that for you," he pointed out, before leaning back up again. "Just don't tell my daughter I can be that kinky, she might see me differently."

"I understand," I giggled.

"It's not funny."

"Yes, it is."

"Okay, you win, it is," he chuckled, before blowing me a kiss.

I returned the favor and held his thighs too. In that position, he could thrust a bit harder, but he still wasn't making the couch quake too much. Still, it was a process that I needed to take his rod again and deal with it.

He didn't speak, but still wanted to, though. I could see he was a little rusty on his sexy talk too, but I didn't care. He was still making me feel pretty damn good with the lusty looks I got from him. Along with him still making me shake a bit from the thrusts, he was doing good.

As he got himself worked up, he went even faster and moaned a bit too. I was the only one that did for the most part until then, but he was hurting my slit and not the other way around. So, I got a sense of joy and pride once I knew I was taking a toll on him too.

I laughed a bit, but then he came back down again. "Something funny?"

"I wasn't laughing at you, but the situation. If we can't chuckle about things like that, how is this gonna work?"

"I didn't say I had a problem, I was simply inquiring, that's all," he made clear, before kissing me.

"I know it's early, but may I inquire if you'd actually like to sit down to dinner, without our kids nearby?"

"Isn't it traditional for the man to ask the woman out?"

"We only met today, and we're having sex."

"Toché, but yes, I'd love to, Alina. Since you're not so traditional then, you can pay for the first date."

"No, you're still paying."

"You're gonna be a handful," he moaned, pulling out. "But I like that," he added, stroking his member.

I still didn't know what to expect, but he unleashed a mighty load from his middle-aged prick. He jolted and moaned, but made sure to target my tits all he could. I even pushed them up a bit too so I give him the best access he could get.

Even after he was done, he remained in his position and watched his cum drying on my boobs. Then he pulled me up with him so I got on my knees too. We didn't speak, but I took his pecker in both hands and kissed him.

He felt my butt and then even pulled me to him. So, his seed got onto his chest, but he didn't mind at all. He couldn't resist, but to paste his lips onto mine yet again. In the process of making out, we both managed to have him sit down and I get on his lap.

Then he grab his dick and pushed up my butt a bit, and I reached back to take it. That way, he had an easier time getting it in the right hole. Once it was there, I sat back and it slipped right in there in a single motion.

"Now you're MILF," he praised me, grabbing my thighs again.

"Motherly instincts come out in all sorts of ways, Alvin," I told him, grabbing his shoulders. "Once again, my melons are down there."

"Dually noted," he laughed, before kissing me.

I moved my hair back and began maneuvering back and forth a bit. So, I road him slightly, but again, I wasn't about to have him run before he walked. He held me tight, but made sure not to hurt me.

Nevertheless, in that position, gravity took over a bit and made his cock dive deep into me so I was a little uncomfortable, but I was still content. Just as I warned him, he check out my shaking tits from time to time, but made a lot of eye contact with me too.

"So, you're proving to be a loving man, but of course, I'm still only getting a taste of you. Even though it's quite the tasty piece, I'd still like the whole thing."

"Me too, but if we do date, we should tell our kids. I've seen enough movies and TV shows where they try to hide it, but the people always find out."

"Fair enough, now hold me," I told him, leaning back.

He had no problem doing that, and he helped himself to see my pussy thrust off his dick. I knew it had been a while since he saw it, so I let it go. As he did, I let my head flop around and I just enjoyed the good fuck.

"Oh, shit, that's a big dick you have there, Alvin, I'm surprised you're dight off MILFs with a stick," I laughed, before glancing at him again.

"I still like some MILFs to find me too, Alina. You found me because of our kids, so it still counts."

"Okay, that's good enough for me."

I rode him harder that way, but he was up for the challenge too. My pussy still took the pain, but yet, I was having a lot of fun, and so was he. We shot each other the lustiest looks possible and melted.

I stayed back for a few minutes, but came back after that. I kissed him first, but then I pulled his face to my breasts. I made him feel them again, but with a much bigger force. I practically scrubbed them with his face.

"So you feel me moving and pushing your face on my jugs, Alvin? Do you like that? Do you?"

"Yes, I do, of all the MILF melons I've felt, yours are my favorite."

"That's good too, not stick that tongue out. Like my MILF nipples."

He did just that and titillated me right away. I kept my hands on his head and made him starrily close to my boobs. I still gave him enough room to lick my nipples, but it was still a close gap.

Nevertheless, not only did he stay close to my knockers, he grabbed them hard too, and really felt them for all they were worth. I saw him looking right back at me and still shooting me such hearty looks and making it clear that this wasn't just a hot fuck.

My heart rate skyrocketed again and I continued to fondle his head to signify how much I beloved the pleasure from him. I never stopped letting my cunt thrust off his cock, but I did reduce m thrusts though.

I didn't want him to bite my nipples off, so I was careful, yet I still maintained a kinky woman to make him feel good to do it with me. We might have been older, but I sought to make our sexual activity as hot as possible with that in mind.

He did suck my nipples into his mouth as well, so I didn't move them too much then, but just a little. Nevertheless, he proved he could still take responsibility and use caution with my nipples in a dangerous place.

"Oh, you're a sexy, but culpable man, that's a classy combination. I can see that on Abuery."

"You can?"

"Yes, I can see she wants their relationship to grow and not go too far too fast, or just screw things up like that. I guess anyway, I get that vibe from her anyway."

"Fair enough," he said, coming back up to my lips.

We made out again even with his saliva all over my nipples. He didn't care about his seed, so it didn't surprise me, but he proved himself a character to be reckoned with indeed. As we made out again, he grabbed my butt cheeks and we worked together to make my twat thrust again.

Although, after a minute, that made out lips part, but that was okay. So, after another moment, we calmly moved our heads away just a bit, but maintained eye contact again. We smirked somewhat, but didn't say a word.

Between the two of us, I had my torso moving all over and I took his johnson along for the ride. So, I kept him rather thrilled, and therefore, somewhat weakened too. So, I could eventually take control, but it was still a duo effort.

"Oh, I love you, Alina."

"You do?"

"Maybe a little bit, have you seen yourself naked? You're quite the treat and sweet as chocolate too. Well, with almonds too, just to give yourself some edge too."

"Would it be a better line if it the almonds just made me sweeter?"

"What, are you stepping on my lines now, Alina?"

"Yes, Alvin, we can still work together on them, feel free to step on mine too. I think you're as hung as Seth Gamble."

"Who the hell is that?"

"Don't you watch porn?"

"I guess not enough."

"WE can always watch him together," I suggested, coming back to him. "If you'd like. Don't worry, I can make sure he's got a chick or two with him."

"Okay, crap," he laughed, angling his head back. "I gotta cum, Alina."

I lifted my crotch and took his cock in both hands. "Then us some cum, DILF," I dared him, stroking it. "Now fire like a rocket."

He did just that as we both got to see his seed launch and splash both of us in the process. I milked him for sure and got five different streams out of him. Sure enough, he didn't like getting wet then, but he was still smiling.

"You're a MILF's MILF, Alina."

"Thank you," I added, before kissing him. "And you have quite the cum cannon. It's too bad you haven't used it on anyone lately."

"Well, life's a bitch, I've learned that the hard way."

"I know, but you did score me."

"Toché."

"I know we just met, but would you like to come to bed with me?"

"And we tell them what happens in the morning?"

"Or the afternoon, but if we wait that long, they might figure it out on their own."

He kissed me again. "I didn't mean to be Ted Mosby by saying I loved you so soon."

"Well, at least you fucked me first," I reminded him, getting off him.

"Very true."

We both got up and grabbed our clothes. With our kids surely still being busy, we didn't bother putting our clothes on. We just went to his room and didn't even bother putting on clothes back on ourselves.