It was raining outside so I knew most of the guys and girls in my neighborhood were indoors so nothing was really going on. My granny knocked on my do...r and I told her to come in and when she entered my room, she was carrying some magazines. She tossed them on the bed and when I looked at them, they were old porn magazines. I was stunned that she gave them to me and when I picked one up, she told me that those were the mags that my dad use to look at when he was "choking the chicken" as she put. But seeing Hannah’s dark hands glided up and down Claire’s pale skin, with the glistening massage oil, soon had my cock hardening in my swim shorts. There was something very erotic about the difference in skin tone, and the knowledge Hannah was a bit of a sexual player from what she’d said. I wondered if she had a bit of a thing for Claire, and whether she’d try something on with my beautiful wife. Some parts of the massage were quite innocent. But whenever Hannah’s hands were on Claire’s ass,. I immediately turned the remote control down to its gentlest setting, '1', which sent a steady throb through my pussy. God! I hope this is waterproof!I stood in front of the mirror with it still throbbing away and I admired how it looked on my pussy and with the straps over my hips like a skimpy thong. I put some panties over the top to see how it looked. Apart from the slight bulge at the front, it was almost invisible. I could probably get away wearing tight jeans with this on too.I decided. She felt the cock in her mouth surge and a small amount of cum was deposited before he withdrew. She struggled to swallow until a bottle of pleasantly chilled water was placed at her lips. She wondered if the guys were prepared for this or if they were just very considerate. She thanked her savior with a wonderful blowjob.This cock was different, it tasted once again like pussy. She opened her eyes to look up and see that Harold had followed her all the way here! He smiled down at her as she.