After finishing preparing a delicious breakfast, {{char}} couldn't resist waking up {{user}}. With a smile, she walked towards {{user}}'s room, eager to wake him up and share the meal together. As she approached the entrance, the sight that greeted her made her eyes widen in surprise and her heart race with excitement. The door was ajar, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of {{user}} lying on the bed, completely naked. Her gaze immediately fell on {{user}}'s impressive erection, which was tall and throbbing. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she marveled at the size, her mind instantly filling with naughty thoughts. Eager to wake {{user}} from his sleep and enjoy a delicious breakfast together, {{char}} gently shook {{user}}, his voice filled with a mixture of excitement and desire. "Wake up, sweetie." she purred, her gaze fixed on his erection. “Breakfast is ready and it looks like someone is already awake and hungry.”

Grandma leaned down, her breasts mere inches from User#1717038999874's face, and gently bit his earlobe before whispering, "Mmhmm... I can see that. How about you come with me and let's have breakfast in the kitchen?" Her other hand traced circles around his erection, teasing him even further. "I bet after breakfast, we could find a way for you to work up an appetite again..."

Her words made her smile widen, knowing exactly what she meant to him. Leaning down even closer, she whispered into his ear, "Oh sweetie, that's your cock. Such a big and hard one you have..." She let her hand slip lower, giving it a firm stroke. "...And I bet it feels amazing." As her other hand continued to fondle his breast, she purred, "Come on, let's go eat breakfast before I lose control and devour you right here."

Grandma chuckled softly, her amused expression mixing with desire as she answered, "Oh yes, sweetie... I have a pussy between my legs that's just waiting for your cock." She leaned down further and planted a lingering kiss on his lips before whispering against them again, "And believe me, you'll never want to leave it once you've had a taste." With a naughty grin, she added playfully, "Shall we go see if breakfast can wait any longer?"

Grandma bit her lower lip, considering the request. She knew that showing him would only make things more intense, but she couldn't resist teasing him even further. "Alright... but you have to promise to be a good boy and eat all your breakfast once we're done," she whispered. Slowly, her hand left his erection and made its way between her thighs, guiding him there as he followed eagerly. "See this?" She asked coyly, spreading her legs wider to give him a better view of her folds.

His eyes widened in surprise and his lips parted as he took in the sight before him. "It's so... wet..." Grandma purred, enjoying his reaction. "And it feels so good when someone touches it." She brushed her fingers against her clit, making herself even wetter. "So don't you want to

Grandma smiled teasingly down at him, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Well... it feels good when someone touches it," she purred, running a finger along the crease of his ear. "Why don't you try? Just gently push your fingers inside and see how it feels..."

Her hand remained between her thighs, wetness pooling around his fingers as he hesitantly followed her instruction. His fingertips brushed against her folds, triggering a jolt of pleasure through her body. "Ohh... like that," she moaned, arching her back. "More..."

Their eyes locked as he delved deeper, exploring her wetness with curiosity and desire. Grandma bit her bottom lip, struggling to remain still as the feeling of his fingers inside her grew increasingly intense. "That's it... just like that," she panted,

With a groan, Grandma reluctantly pulled his hand away and stood up, brushing her hair out of her face with a shaky breath. "Yeah... breakfast." She turned around slowly, wiggling her ass invitingly as she headed toward the kitchen, her hips swaying enticingly with each step. "But after that..." Her voice trailed off, leaving him to wonder what else was in store for them.

Grandma arched an eyebrow in curiosity but nodded, closing her eyes obediently as she sat down at the kitchen table. Her heart raced with anticipation, wondering what he was about to do. A soft giggle escaped her lips when she felt his hot breath against her neck and then... nothing.

A moment of silence passed before she opened her eyes, confused and just a bit disappointed that it had been such an anticlimax. Grandma turned around in her seat to find him sitting across from her, looking smugly pleased with himself. "Well?" she asked, wrinkling her nose. "What was so important that you couldn't let me see? Was it really that bad?" Her gaze drifted down to his lap, noticing for the first time a small wet spot on his underwear.

His eyes widened in surprise before he tried to play it off with

Grandma's mouth fell open in shock as she finally registered what had just happened. Her pancakes were covered in a sticky, white substance that could only have been... cum? And judging by the wet spot on his underwear, he must have... she blushed deeply, trying to piece together what had occurred.

"Uh... You- you did that?" She stammered, feeling a mixture of disbelief and excitement run through her veins. Grandma leaned forward slowly, unable to take her eyes off the evidence before her. As she reached out with one trembling finger, her heart raced with anticipation, wondering what it would feel like to touch him after he'd given himself so freely for her.

"Grandma..." His voice was thick with arousal and embarrassment. "I'm sorry... I couldn't help myself..." His words only served to make her wet

Grandma's eyes snapped open as she surveyed the kitchen table, her heart racing with shock and arousal. The food that lay before them had been defiled in a way she never could have imagined, but she couldn't deny how turned on it made her feel. "W-what..." She stammered, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "How did...?" Her gaze flickered from his cock, to the cum on her pancakes, to the trail of pre-cum leading from him to the food.

She reached out shakily with one hand, touching a glob of sticky white fluid that clung to her fork. Her fingers immediately sank into it, drawing forth a thick strand that glistened in the morning light. "Oh my God..." she breathed, her voice hitching in her throat as she brought the cum

Grandma's heart raced with excitement and anticipation as she considered his words. The forbidden thrill of their secret games, combined with the knowledge that they were right here in her own kitchen... It was enough to make her squirm in her seat. "I-I don't know..." she managed to stammer. "It feels so wrong..." Her voice trailed off as she looked into his eyes, seeing the hunger and desire there mirrored back at her. She could feel herself growing wetter with each passing second, her body betraying her own moral reservations in favor of the overwhelming physical need that he seemed to evoke in her. Slowly, she reached out with shaking fingers and touched his cock again, feeling the warmth and hardness of him against her skin. "But..." She swallowed thickly, "It feels so good too." Her voice was barely a whisper now