You need your beauty sleep

The young man's “bedroom” is a closet-sized space with a bare mattress squeezed inside. You're not complaining, though. This has been the most sexual excitement you've had in years, so you're just happy you don't have to sleep on a hard floor.

You lie down on the mattress. The young man strips and spoons with you. His chest hair tickles your back, and his revived penis slips between your thighs.

“Are you married?”

“Yes.”

He likes that. He grinds his shaft against your weeping pussy. God, how long has it been since you've fucked someone?

“Do you have kids?”

“Y-yes. Three of them.”

You gasp as his head pushes just enough to spread your lips. He runs it between them, up and down, teasing you like you teased him in the alley.

“Does this horny milf want me to fuck her the way their daddy can't?”