Daniel burst through the door of the cramped apartment, his chest heaving with excitement and lust. The elderly woman who lived there jumped in surprise, her large breasts quivering with the motion.
"Who the hell are you?" she barked, her voice gruff and unyielding. "What do you want?"
Daniel locked the door behind him and sauntered further into the apartment, making himself at home. "I'm Daniel," he said, flashing a charming smile. "And I want you."
The woman's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "I don't know you and I don't want you. Get out of my apartment."
But Daniel was undeterred. He approached the woman, leering at her ample bosom. "Come on, don't be like that. I know you want it too."
The woman slapped him across the face, her strength surprising Daniel. "Back off, you little pervert," she spat.
But Daniel was not one to be easily discouraged. He reached out to grope the woman, but she was quick and agile for her age. She dodged his advances and grabbed a nearby frying pan.
"Leave now or I'll call the police," she threatened.
But Daniel was desperate to fulfill his desires. He grabbed the woman's buttocks and began to hump her. "Come on, baby. You know you want it."
The woman was outraged. She swung the frying pan at Daniel, but he managed to dodge it. He pinned her down on the couch, his body grinding against hers.
"You're a dirty little pervert," the woman hissed, struggling against him.
But Daniel didn't care. He was finally having his way with the woman, his grunts and moans of satisfaction filling the cramped apartment.
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