Chapter 42: Fucking a Milf, and Leaving for the Mission (R-18)

I sat on the dining table and ate everything that Mary had prepared for me. It was delicious, though my hunger may have influenced the taste.

Mary was watching me as I ate. She was dressed in an apron, with a sexy pajama underneath. I could see her huge breasts almost slipping out of her clothes.

She was certainly up to something.

"Did you like it?" she asked.

"Yes, it's delicious," I said.

I didn't have the patience to wait and see what she wanted. I looked directly at Mary and said, "Do you want to have sex or something like that?"

That surprised her. Mary was never expecting that phrase.

"I didn't understand what you meant," she said, a bit awkwardly.

I knew that was the moment for me to take action and be the person in charge. I got up from the chair and went over to her, grabbing Mary by the waist.