A story with a single mother

It was an autumn afternoon, and we chatted on WeChat, exchanging only a few words.
Knowing she was home alone and not far from me, I said I'd come to visit. She hesitated for a moment before telling me her address.
When I got to the door, I knocked a few times. Through the peephole, I could vaguely see someone inside looking out. She was looking at me, so I stood quietly outside, smiling at the peephole, taking a few steps back to let her see me more clearly.
After a few minutes, the door opened.
I went inside, and I looked at her. She looked at me quietly too. There was no surprise in my eyes, and no disappointment in hers.
She poured me a glass of water and then sat down beside me, quietly watching me.
"How dare you open the door for me? Aren't you afraid I'm a bad guy?" "
You don't look like one. You're quite reassuring. Besides, what can you do to me?"
"I want to eat you."
"Come on." She smiled,
and I immediately got hard. I
pushed her onto the sofa, hugged her tightly, stroked her back with my hands, whispered in her ear, and teased her earlobe with my tongue.

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