"Hey." Elsa emerged from the guestroom, ready for the day. I pretended that she hadn't just taken my breath away again, which was definitely an Oscar ...erformance."What are you two conspiring about out here? Coffffffeeee? You gave my precious little child coffee?" she said in mock unbelief."I told him it was OK." My dark side confidant."Hummph. Not sure I like you going over to the dark side." I motioned her to sit and served up a plate."You heard that?" My confidant was still being surprised by. And to make him even more randy, she would play the granny role but a granny who had a downright filthy sex habit. To prepare him for the first, she had made sure that her bladder was nice and full and that her thick strap on dildo cock was in the bedside cabinet.He was slightly disappointed to see Hazel dressed in very dowdy dress when he arrived but she welcomed him with a very passionate kiss saying ‘How nice that you made time to meet your old granny, my cunt can’t wait to feel that lovely. And, as the day got on, we decided to go to a motel ~ and I mean a real, vile, disgusting 'one-hour' motel somewhere in Queens(Queen My Name). I'd never done anything like that in my life, but I was unafraid and willing to take a chance. Sure, these days, the thought of such a thing is enough to give you five heart attacks in a row, but back then, we were all fearless. And I was absolutely fearless, and in some odd primal way, it paid off. I'd never been with a guy who was mainly. Firstly, I needed to be honest with my loving husband about how amazing the love-making had been with Jason. When we’d role-played about me being with a much better-endowed man, Neil had described in vivid detail how this hung guy would pleasure me as never before. But all my knowledge of my loving husband told me that for Neil to move from fantasy to reality would be a big deal. It’s one thing to fantasize about another guy pleasuring your wife better than you. I was sure it would be.