Roxy Royce’s husband is away, and she’s ready to play. She’s sitting at an outdoor cafe, huge tits stretching a tight top, when she sees a guy checking her out. “Mrs. Royce?” the guy says. “Do I know you?” Roxy asks, not recognizing him. “I’m Donnie. Bobby’s friend.” “It is so good to see you!” Bobby is Roxy’s son. Donnie was Bobby’s best friend. He used to hang out at Roxy’s house all the time when he was little. “You look a little bit different, too,” he says.