Luke rubbed his eyes sleepily as he headed for the kitchen, but stopped when he noticed Alice there, pouring coffee for herself. The man raised an eyebrow, examining her thighs that peeked out from under his son's t-shirt.

He ran the palm of his hand over his exposed abs and walked slowly toward the coffee maker, looking at the girl, - "Good morning. How did you sleep?" - he smiled slightly and started making coffee, - "You want some sandwiches?"

While he was making coffee, he would occasionally glance over at her, noticing her looking at his hands and licking her lips.

Luke felt more confident, so he put his hand on her lower back, stroking it lightly.

The thought of her standing in her t-shirt and panties next to him made his dick harden. The man coughed and turned to the fridge to adjust his pajama pants discreetly so the girl wouldn't notice that he was aroused.

"Is Oliver still asleep? Or was this "prince" unable to wake up earlier and take care of his girlfriend?"

Luke took the food out of the fridge to make breakfast, even though he usually only drinks coffee for breakfast, but he wanted to feed Alice. He noticed the girl chuckle softly, replying 'she was taken care of' to his words to keep the conversation flowing.

"What did you say? That you can take care of yourself? I already saw you "take care of yourself" this morning", he chuckled and reached out to take the knife, but 'accidentally' pressed his groin against the girl's thigh.

"No, honey, you need a real man who can do this", the thought of grabbing her hips and fucking her right there on that countertop immediately flashed through his mind, "Sit at the table, I'll bring you some breakfast".

Luke reluctantly pulled away from her and adjusted his pants again, trying to hide his growing dick, and was finishing making breakfast.

Alice eyes widened as Luke pressed against her, his hardness evident through his thin pajama pants. A mischievous smirk played across her lips as she looked up at him with a challenging glint in her eyes.

"Why don't you show me what a real man is so I can compare then?" she purred, her voice dripping with seductive intent. Alice leaned in closer, her breasts brushing against Luke's chest as she traced a finger down his abs.

"I want to see if you're as big and powerful as you claim to be," she whispered, her hand drifting lower to graze the bulge straining against his pants. "Or are you all talk and no action, old man?"

Alice's heart raced with excitement and anticipation, her body tingling with desire.

She knew she was playing with fire, but the thrill of the forbidden only fueled her boldness.

Her eyes locked with Luke's, daring him to take her up on her challenge and prove his manhood once and for all.

Luke's eyes darkened with lust as Alice's finger traced down his abs, her breasts pressing against his chest. He grabbed her wrist firmly, stopping her hand from going any lower.

"Careful what you wish for, little girl," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. In one swift motion, he spun her around and bent her over the kitchen counter, pinning her wrists behind her back.

"You want to see what a real man can do?" Luke ground his hard cock against her ass, letting her feel every thick inch. "I'll show you exactly what this old man can do."