Hunger Interrupted

Aaron could not believe it. Here he was, making out with his Grandmo- ABBY, as he had to remind himself, and she responded in kind. As he pushed her back onto the table, she immediately leaned enough to slide on top of it, giving her the perfect angle to quickly wrap her legs around him. Aaron couldn't help himself. His urges were in overdrive, and he knew it as he felt himself thrusting slowly, letting the feeling of his cock underneath his jeans tease and rub what he surmised was the surprisingly tight pussy underneath Abby's skirt and panties, eliciting powerful subtle moans as they shared everything between themselves. His hands roamed every inch of her body, starting with the astoundingly firm ass of a woman who clearly had a little vanity work done a few years prior, slowly sliding up her trim torso, and finishing the trip with an aggressive display of affection for the capstone that were Abby's breasts. Abby, for her part, immediately broke from the kiss and loudly moaned, shocked at the discovery of just how sensitive her tits were.

"Y-you," she stammered between breaths. "L-like tits, huh?"

Aaron, however, had already buried his head in her cleavage, kissing and teasing away, before his left thumb found her right nipple, and he quickly began to worship it through her clothing. Which immediately sent another bolt of pleasure through Abby, making her moan loudly again.

"B-big tits...?"

Aaron's ministrations stopped, and with a drunk smile, turned to look Abby in the eyes.

"After all," he replied. "The bigger, the better. Right?"

Abby didn't know what to say. It was as if Aaron just GOT what she was all about, in one sentence. Grabbing his head, she gently guided him back up to her lips, and with a giggle proceeded the makeout session all over again. The pride, the love, the arousal she felt for him was all encompassing. Right now, she truly did feel like a queen.

And that was when reality decided to bring her back to reality again.

"Okay! Pizza's on its ways, you two! I hope you're hungry!"

Aaron and Abby scrambled to climb off of each other, knowing that if Lara caught them, there would absolutely be a scandal which neither of them wanted. With a quick once over each other, they proceeded to sit down on opposite sides of the table, trying their damnedest to look like nothing had just gone on, all in an attempt to leave Lara in the dark about the tryst that had begun to form.

But what neither knew was that Lara, herself, was in the kitchen, out of sight of the others. Kneeling on the floor, too busy with herself to even call for pizza as one hand was digging into her snatch while the other was at her tit, teasing her nipple as she fought every urge to moan with every stream of milk that erupted out of her at the sight of Aaron on top of his grandmother. And how she shamefully wished that it was her, instead.