It's Her Meal

Dodger walks towards the door her nerves now beginning to bubble to the surface, her mouth begging to dry, her body starting to sweat all over and her fingers trembling. Dodger couldn't tell if this fear or unbridled lust but she was going to soon find out. She clasped the cold brass knob and twisted it slowly as she opened the door. Soon revealing to her a young college aged boy most likely in his late teens frozen in his spot not knowing how to react to what he was seeing. Dodger breaks the silence "I uh forgot my purse could you come in for a second" she asked warmly, the boy follows her in and is floored by her fat jiggling ass in front of him. Dodger being quite rusty at being the seductress she once was tries to pump her self up to take this boy for herself.
She turns to the boy and says "Hey I might need some help" as she puts her palm on his cheek "I think I might need to be stuffed in a couple ways tonight honey". He begins to salivate "uhhhh ah yes of course miss I could do that for sure" he says getting more confident as he gets through the sentence. Dodger walks to the sitting room a treasure trove of toys now laid out with bondage gear as far as the eye can see "So honey what gets you hot?"