Despite her appearances, Myti wasn't what one would call 'overweight. Rather she was actually quite muscular and stocky. The one place where any form of fat was actually in her chest. The amnesiac now understood that as he watched the now-topless woman massage his sensitive penis with her assets.
The black-tressed matron lightly hummed to herself as her hands fondled her breasts against his hard shaft. Off to the side, her vest and cap were carefully placed in a bucket alongside a pair of towels. If there was one thing she'd learned as a single mother, it was that you always, ALWAYS, prepare for a mess.
They weren't too far from the stable; the tree just behind the horse enclosure to be precise. While neither could see around the thick trunk, they could both hear the clatter and bustle around the fire as the inhabitants of the Outskirt Stable sat down to a communal dinner. If their absence was noted, neither one had keyed into that fact.
But dinner was far from the stocky mother's mind; her little girl was stuffing her face and driving poor Canni up a wall. That left the mother to her own devices; specifically, using her bountiful bosom as a trap to squeeze the new traveler's dick. Something she'd wanted to do ever since the haggard yet enticing man had wandered into the stable that afternoon.
The sound of flesh rubbing against flesh barely registered over the evening symphony. There wasn't any form of passion or emotion attached to their liaison; just a brief act to let off some steam. The only downside wasn't even her knees in the dirt, but the smell of Link's dick.
Even if the boy did have a less musky smell, Myti simply never enjoyed the taste of cock. Sure she'd have no objections to a nice shot of cum on her face or a dollop dripping into her lips, but she'd never, EVER want to stuff another penis in her mouth for the rest of her days. She'd stick to using her vest puppies alone for the clearly pent up boy and didn't expect he'd be complaining anytime soon.
The blond had kept his hands to his side the entire time, not trusting himself on what to under the older woman's ministrations. But as he felt his balls churn and ready to inevitably unleash, his palms reached up and gripped her shoulders as the first shot hit her right in the face. The act caused her to instinctively close her eyes as she held her breasts in place with her elbows and relished in the mess.
Myti hummed with delight as she felt rope after rope of cum splash on across her face. No doubt some of the sticky residue was dripping onto her boobs or getting mixed into her hair. Honestly, she didn't mind the mess, that's what the towel was for after all.
