It was now dark. Ty knocked on Eileen's door carrying a bag with three bug jars. When there was no answer, he opened the door to find a dimly lit living room with candles lit all around, providing an ominous and flickering light.
When he rounded the corner, shutting the door behind him, he dropped the bag of jars with a gasp.
There sat Eileen. Her incredible MILFy body was clad in black lace, a hastily modified bodice, stockings, and tall high heels. She wore elbow length leather gloves and her browned body glistened with sparkles, while her face was covered in darkly alluring make up and eye shadow. She had done up her hair in a sexy wave and her now massive breasts hung over her front, swaying as she moved.
"I was hoping you'd come back, lover." She said, in a sultry and oozingly erotic voice that left no room in Ty's mind for mistaking what she wanted. "Mama has been waiting for some time."
From the way her huge dinner plate sized areola were perked and her thumb size nipples throbbed with excitement it was clear she was heavily aroused. She leaned back on the couch, spread her legs, and revealed a wet pussy through the opening in her lacy undergarments.
"What do you say, stud?" She grinned evilly. "Do you want to be my daddy again?"
Momentarily forgetting his shrunken step family on the floor, Ty dropped his pants with a hard cock spring from his shorts and grabbed Eileen's thighs. Her mammoth breasts flopped to the side and she moaned as Ty took her right then and there, grabbing her massive tits in both arms and hauling them over top of him and he began fucking her again.
Between the moaning and wet slapping, there were tiny cries of help as the candles burned down. Ty and Eileen tried every position and every way of fucking. They 69ed, Ty thrusted into her ass eagerly, he cleaned them up, they doggied, she sucked him off, he ate her out, and she bounced on top of him, massive breasts slapping all the while. As they began to exhaust each other again, Ty came to a sudden realization as the candles had worn down to tiny dim nubs.
"I-Isn't Becky still home?" Ty gasped.
"Y-Yeah..." Eileen grabbed Ty's face and shoved it into her massive cleavage. "But she'll sleep through anything."
"Mmmphhh." Ty said happily, drawing back from her huge boobs when breath failed him. "By the way, I've got my foster family in that bag."
"Yeah." She looked over to the grocery bag and grinned. "I figured."
"Wanna go one more time?" Ty asked, hard again.
"Oh yeah!" Eileen said, rubbing the running make up out of her eyes and pushing back her sex hair.