MILF and Pizza Delivery Guy(6)

The whole night passes and we wake up to a wonderful summer sunrise. We wake up because his phone starts ringing off the hook. Yesterday he didn't deliver pizzas, didn't answer his mother's phone and never came home. Though, he did not seem worried at all. He comes closer to me and says, “Morning ma'am, I was so tired.”

"You were such a cowboy.” I run my hands through his chest.

I couldn't help but put a hand there and I can feel it hard as it is. This pizza boy is a miracle of nature!

"Are you like this every time you deliver a pizza?” I ask him, a tinge of jealousy springing in.

"Only to the beautiful ladies…” he smiles, warming the cockles of my heart and loins.

He says, “It's my dick that's too in love with your body.”

His compliments and admiration clearly have a power over me that I can hardly get away from. And so he stands in front of me, smiling. It's as if I'd had a good meal yesterday. Like I used to do when I was a kid. I used to indulge in everything. I didn't let an