A way of pretending that she was someone she was not was by wearing those granny panties. How dare she fuck around with the neighborhood boys… how d...re she soil your good name.You stare at the television while your hand is submerged deeply into the Cheetos bowl. You fish around and grab some, then shove them into your mouth quickly. The television shows no comfort and all you can hear was the constant bickering of the couple in the next house, they are taking about your daughter… you know it…. GGaaaahhhhdddd...” She squeals, her eyes closing, her head all the way back.We cut to a shot of her swaying back and forth on the floor, leaning further and further back, bringing her ‘surrender’ hands up to her head, running her fingers back through her hair – as her upper arms rise, so do her small breasts – saggy from old age, it’s nice to see them sitting a little higher on her chest.Romeo is dropping down lower infront of her, his butt in the air, back legs bent, belly and chest on the. Stopping at your head and lightly, sucking, licking and twirling my tongue around it, to make it harder and even more swollen in my mouth. You grab the back of my head holding my hair tight you push yourself into my mouth hard and deep almost choking me.I know that turns you on! Your cock is throbbing and I want to feel you inside of me. I push you down on the bed and kiss my way up to your chest and onto your neck. We kiss long and deep. Your lips are so soft. Your hands start touching and. "Rick! You didn't tell us you were coming. Are you all right?" Yeah," I said, looking over her shoulder and smiling at my mother and then my father as they appeared."Yeah, I'm fine. Good to be home, though."Sally then covered her mouth with her hand and started to giggle."Let me guess. You went up to your room before you came over here?" Yeah. I see Ros has a boyfriend." Yes, she does. And he's not just any boyfriend. He's a famous author. He writes books under the name Garnet Green. His real.