Rose was in the midst of an early afternoon cleaning spree when there was a knock at her door. Wiping the sweat from her brow, she opened the door to reveal her elderly neighbor, Mr. Johnson, standing there with a sheepish smile. “Hello there, Rose,” he said, his eyes flickering over her body appreciatively. “I was wondering if I could bother you for a glass of milk. I seem to have run out.” Rose smiled back at him, realizing how long it had been since they’d last spoken. “Of course, Mr. Johnson! Come on in.” As she led him into the kitchen, she couldn’t help but notice how his gaze kept drifting to her curves, lingering on her ample breasts and shapely hips. She felt a thrill of excitement, her body responding to his hungry stare. “I’m so sorry to be a bother,” Mr. Johnson said as he took a seat at the table. “Especially when you seem to be in the middle of something.” “Not at all,” Rose assured him, grabbing a glass from the cupboard. “I was just doing some spring cleaning. But it can wait.” As she reached for the fridge, she could feel Mr. Johnson’s eyes burning into her ass. She made sure to bend extra low, giving him a perfect view of her round cheeks barely covered by her tiny shorts. “Is there anything else I can get you?” she asked innocently, turning around and catching him staring. “A cookie perhaps?” Mr. Johnson blushed, quickly averting his gaze. “That would be lovely, thank you.” Rose walked over to the cookie jar, taking her time so he could drink in her body. She was wearing a tight tank top that showcased her full breasts, and a pair of short shorts that hugged her ass like a second skin. “Here you go,” she said, setting a plate of cookies down in front of him. “Still warm from the oven.” She perched herself on the edge of the table, crossing her legs so her skirt rode up even higher on her thighs. Mr. Johnson couldn’t seem to look anywhere but her exposed skin. “You know, Rose,” he said, his voice low and husky. “You’ve grown up into quite the beautiful woman.” Rose felt a rush of heat between her legs at his words. She knew it was wrong to be so attracted to her elderly neighbor, but she couldn’t help herself. “Thank you, Mr. Johnson,” she purred, leaning in closer. “And you’re quite the handsome man yourself.” He reached out to stroke her thigh, his touch sending electric shocks through her body. “Do you think your mama would mind if I stole you away for a bit?” he murmured. Rose bit her lip, shaking her head. “I don’t think she’d mind at all.” With that, she leaned in to capture his lips in a searing kiss. He groaned against her mouth, pulling her onto his lap so she could feel the hard bulge of his cock pressing against her ass. She grinded down on him as they kissed, moaning into his mouth. “Mmm, I can feel how much you want me,” she purred. “What a big, thick cock you have!” Mr. Johnson growled, hands sliding up to cup her breasts through her tank top. “Fuck, I need to be inside you,” he panted. “Need to feel this tight little pussy wrapped around my dick.” Rose gasped as he ripped open her top, freeing her ample breasts. He latched onto one nipple, sucking and biting as his hands kneaded the soft flesh. “Yes!” she cried out, grinding harder against him. “Please fuck me, Mr. Johnson! I need your cock so bad!” He wasted no time, yanking her shorts down and shoving two fingers into her dripping cunt. Rose wailed at the sudden intrusion, back arching as he pumped in and out of her. “So wet already,” he growled, thumb rubbing tight circles on her clit. “Such a naughty girl, getting this turned on by your neighbor.” Rose could only moan in response, hips rolling to meet his hand. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, body trembling with the force of her impending orgasm. “Come for me,” he demanded, fucking her harder with his fingers. “Come all over my hand like the dirty slut you are.” With a scream, Rose came undone, cunt clenching around his fingers as she gushed all over his hand. Mr. Johnson groaned at the sight, ripping open his pants to pull out his huge cock. Rose’s eyes went wide at the size of him, mouth watering at the thought of tasting his thick seed. “I need that cock,” she whimpered, falling to her knees and taking him into her mouth. She sucked him down to the root, tongue swirling around the head to lap up the drops of pre-cum leaking from his slit. “Fuck yes,” Mr. Johnson groaned, tangling his fingers in her hair and thrusting into her mouth. “Suck that dick sweetheart! Suck it until I fill your belly with my hot cum!” Rose obliged eagerly, hollowing her cheeks and bobbing up and down on his shaft. She could feel him growing thicker with each thrust, knew he was close to exploding. “Please,” she begged, pulling off his cock with a lewd pop. “Please come in my mouth! I want to taste you!” With a roar, Mr. Johnson erupted, cock pulsing as it pumped thick ropes of cum down her throat. Rose swallowed greedily, moaning as the salty fluid coated her tongue. When he finally finished, she licked him clean, savoring every last drop before sitting back on her heels with a satisfied smile. “That was incredible,” she purred, reaching out to stroke his still-hard cock. “I had no idea you were packing so much meat.” Mr. Johnson chuckled, tucking himself back into his pants. “I could say the same about you,” he said with a wink. “Such a sweet girl, hiding such a naughty side.” Rose smiled back at him coyly, rising up on wobbly legs. “Maybe you should come over more often then,” she purred. “So I can show you just how naughty I can be…”