Order pizza, then shower

Apparently Cecilia hadn’t been able to eat pizza without severe heartburn in years. She was nearly as excited about the prospect as she had been about being fucked in the ass. They decided on a large sausage, with all requisite giggling, and Bert called it in and put it on Cecilia's credit card.

"It'll be here in 30 minutes, " he told her.

"I guess that'll mean we'll haffa put clothes back on," said his stacked landlady regretfully.

"We should probably shower first, " Bert suggested. "My dick smells like ass!"

Cecilia snorted, then collapsed in giggles.

They helped each other stagger to her bathroom. It had all sorts of safety features to protect the recently old woman from a fall, including a plastic stool, a shower wand and numerous sturdy handholds. It turned out, the same features were really helpful to a couple of horny drunks!

They started by Bert offering to get Cecilia's giant jugs thoroughly clean. She very much appreciated his willingness to apply nearly a quarter bottle of body wash to them.

There was so much, though, that it seemed wasteful to just rinse it away. Cecilia sank to her knees on the antislip mat and took Bert's cock between her soapy titties and used them to clean it, and also get it very hard again. After rinsing it off, she deep throated his rod and confirmed that it no longer tasted like her ass.

"At least for now!" She clarified. "Don’t espec that t'last!"

Bert chuckled and helped her to her feet.

"Well, we should probably clean the santorum out of there in anticipation, then," he said.

He grabbed the shower wand, placed the head between her ass cheeks, and pushed the button. Cecilia gasped as her asshole was assailed by a stream of warm water. Soon she was cuming again.

She kissed him deeply under the showerhead once he was done cleaning her ass.

"You're naughty!" She accused once they broke it off.

"And you love it!" He countered.

She giggled her agreement.

Bert was tempted to fuck her in the shower, but then the hot water started to run out and he realized they had been there a while. Their pizza could arrive any minute.

Indeed, they had just barely wrapped up in fluffy white towels when the doorbell rang.

"PIZZA!" Cecilia exclaimed, then scurried to the front door in nothing but a towel, Bert following behind.

She threw open the door without hesitation and grinned at the surprised delivery guy.

"Tell me you have pizza!" She commanded.

The 20-something guy made a visible effort not to stare at her massive tits barely contained by the towel.

"Yes for, um, Bert?" He stammered.

"Thas Bert!" She said with a thumb over her shoulder. "I'm Cecilia! Wuzyer name?"

"It's, uh, Jed," he said. "I'm... Jed."

"Hi Jed! Thanks for bringing us pizza! You're the best!" She exclaimed. "You'll haffa 'scuse me. I'm really drunk!"

"That's... really alright," Jed assured her.

"Yer so sweet!" She exclaimed. "Isn’t he sush a nice young man, Bert? His name's Jed and he brought us pizza!"

"You should show him your tits," he suggested.

"I totally should! " she agreed, turned back to Jed and proudly opened her towel. "Tada! Bert made me young an' gave me big titties!"

Jed was understandably dumbfounded but quite unable not to admire the view. Bert realized he probably should have told Cecilia to hush about the remote and what he'd done with it, but it seemed unlikely Jed was paying any attention to her words at that moment.

Bert took the pizza from his unresistint hands, set itbon the small table Cecilia had beside her door, then took the credit card machine and gave him a $30 tip. Cecilia was clearly very generous, after all.

"You're gonna have to sign this, babe," he said. "It’s your card."

"Oh right!" She exclaimed, dropping the towel entirely and smearing her finger across the screen in a vague semblance of a signature.

"You can squeeze them if you like, Jed," he encouraged. "She loves it and they really are spectacular."

Cecilia giggled and nodded her agreement and held back her shoulders. Jed's eyes went wide but his hands moved of their own accord and he vigorously groped her glorious globes. Cecilia squealed in delight.

"You know, she'd totally let you fuck her if you want, " Bert told the pizza guy.

"But I'm hungry! " Cecilia remind.

"I'm sorry," Bert corrected. "She'd totally let you fuck her from behind while she eats pizza. "

"Oh god, that'd be so hot!" Cecilia conceded.

"Do you have time?" Bert asked.