We moved on to the bed without breaking the seal of our kiss and kissed for some time, side by side while feeling each others body’s. “Would y...u like to see how I pleasure myself” gran asked I nodded and gran sat up and reached in to the bedside drawer and pulled out this rubber looking cock with balls “Frank’s not that good so I have to use this when he‘s gone” she giggledI sat up as gran raised and parted her legs while stretching her lips apart with her fingers, she rubbed the cock. “Fuck! I need to go so bad, but it just won’t. This is weird as hell, and embarrassing.”“If we had one, we could stick a catheter in you.”“Tori, that idea just makes me clench up more! If you’re trying to be helpful, you’re not too good at it.”Lynn laughed. “Sshhh! You’re just suffering a case of bashful bladder. Here, close your eyes again.” When I had, she said, “Okay, relax. Listen to me and don’t think of anything else. Think of a clear mountain stream, babbling over the rocks, flowing. It was as if they couldn’t wait to fully undress and go into the bedroom. He simply entered her after a few moments of her hand stroking his cock from top to bottom and back again.What she couldn’t know for sure was what an erect cock would feel like in her. She retrieved her hairbrush and inserted the handle into herself. From experience, she knew that with one of her hands rubbing her clitoris and the other working the brush an orgasm could be reliably obtained. To get better traction she put. She was left in a white demi-bra and her mini-skirt and knee socks. “That does feel better,” she said, taking a sip from her glass that someone had deftly refilled when she wasn’t looking. Janet and Linda exchanged a quick glance which Chelsea chose to ignore. The girls talked about what they had seen at Comic-Con and were in stitches laughing as Chelsea recounted her embarrassing “Stripper Hermione,” story. Linda put on some music and Janet broke out a vape pen. The THC added to the happy.