"No," I said truthfully, "No I don't. So long as you're fine with it that's all that matters."Reaching into my lap, she took my hand in hers. "No one ...ust ever know, Henry," she said firmly, "This is between us. You and me. And you must promise me it will only go as far as masturbating you. Do you understand?"Well, there it is. Her limits. A selfish wave of disappointment washed over me as my heart dropped to my boots. Then again, what had I expected? Real honest to God sex with my own Mother?. I stroked him down and as I pulled back up I guided him right to my mouth, slowly opening my lips, stuck out my tongue and licked his head. He moaned, and this time when I pulled back up on him I took his cock into my mouth. It was exciting, I felt a rush go through me and I could feel his now hard cock bulge in my mouth. I fucking loved it, I wanted more, so I took him deeper and sucked. I made sure to leave him sloppy with my saliva so he’d slide in with ease. I took him to my throat, wanted. I had only recently begun masturbating and I had never done it outside. The warm sun and cool breeze blowing over my normally covered parts only made it all that much more exciting and I spit in my hand and started stroking as my eyes traveled down Grammy’s body to what her fingers were doing between her legs.She was using just two of her fingers and unlike the magazine the girls in magazines, she was just slowly rubbing them around in circles up at the top of her pussy. I watched as she would. A moment passed. Chloe stared at her expectantly. Hannah eventually forced herself to ask, “Smile?”“Well, yes,” Chloe said patiently. “Service with a smile? You know the concept, yes? It’s all about presenting yourself as someone eager to help. If we consider the upcoming party a job, then this is the job interview. You pass or fail depending on how well you charm the interviewer. If you fail, you don’t get the job.”“…really?”“Well, yes. It’s not like I’m going to haul you into his house at.