Two months fly by

You turn the knob and rush in through the front door, eager to escape the chilling cold of the winter night. This one seems particularly frigid, further increasing the gratitude you feel for the warm pizza box in your grasp.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Melanie steps forward and brushes snow off of your shoulders, her pretty face tinged slightly pink and marred with concern. You've admired her naked form almost every day for the last two months, but it never ceases to arouse you... Just as it does now as you regard her through the sheer nightgown she has on.

"It's not a big deal, Mom. I wanted to do this." You smile reassuringly as you present her with the box.

She looks you over one more time before accepting it, and you quickly undo the laces of your boots and follow her into the living area. The fireplace of your new home, a large place uptown that you're 'renting,' crackles and casts a warm orange glow on the room.

Melanie sits herself down on the couch on the left and opens the box impatiently, smiling at you emotionally as she confirms the large and plain circle of pizza bread sitting inside.

"Thank you." She grips your arm as you seat yourself next to her. "I know I'm being difficult. You're so good to me--So patient with me.”

"This isn't difficult at all. I do love you," you chuckle, accepting a peck on your lips and then a more passionate kiss. “Maybe that’s why?”

"I still need my sauce," Melanie whispers mischievously as she pulls away. “You haven't forgotten, have you?”

"The woman at the counter helped me cook some up while the bread was being baked." You push your trousers down, revealing a severe-looking erection.

"I'll have to thank her the next time we visit." Melanie eagerly gives you room as you get on your knees next to her on the couch. You moan as her warm, slender fingers wrap around your shaft, and you gently scoop her blonde hair into your hands. "I'd go insane if I had to work up your loads for other women. I don't understand how your girls manage. Now--Hard and fast, sweetie."

You nod, dragging Melanie's head forward and angling it slightly upwards. A hiss escapes your lips as you feel her soft lips around your cock. The top of your glans brushes against the roof of her warm mouth as it makes its way to her throat. She gags slightly as you rock your hips forward, but despite the difficulty she's nothing but eager: her fingers drum against your thigh impatiently.

The pizza shop owner's wife, Antonelle, has a wonderfully soft and plump ass. She's also supposed to be ovulating today; it took all your willpower to stave off the urge to cream her tight pussy, to knock her up and make your first Italian-American baby--

Melanie presses her hand against your thigh as your cock starts to twitch, and you belatedly realize that you've started to recklessly pound into her face while fantasizing about knocking another girl up. You pull back quickly, holding onto Melanie's head as she coughs and wheezes, only letting go when she smiles and licks her lips.

Her hand quickly grabs your twitching member and starts to stroke it furiously. She aims it at the bread just as you reach orgasm with a grunt. The first shot of your massive load splatters across the crispy surface, and Melanie urges you with whispers and feminine whimpers as the rest follows. By the time you're done, the entire surface of the pizza is streaked with thick and creamy white liquid.

"God, my mouth is just watering," Melanie sighs, placing her lips around your tip. You gasp as the remaining jizz in your urethra is sucked out, and Melanie rolls it around her mouth before swallowing.

Your lust grows at the sight of your mature lover eagerly picking up a slice of cum-coated bread and chowing down. Noticing the still very hard and imposing shaft hanging near her face, Melanie smirks and cups your heavy balls with her free hand.

"Erica has that redheaded girl over... The one you like so much.” She squeezes your sack and scratches the underside, then proceeds to take a large bite out of her slice. "They came down for water fifteen minutes ago. If you don't want to wait for me to finish my pizza..."

"Are you sure you don't mind?" You sit down and gently rub the small bump on Melanie's belly. “I’d love to keep you company.”

Melanie licks her lips clean of breadcrumbs and cum as she fixes you with a smile. She places her slender hand over yours, and the two of you sit like this for a moment.

Then Melanie nudges you playfully and squints her eyes. "You know I love watching you fuck their brains out."

"Alright," you chuckle. "Come upstairs when you're done."

You kiss her on the cheek, and Melanie resumes eating as you get to your feet and leave for the stairs. You don't bother closing the front of your pants, knowing your cock will see use again very soon.