Once in, she tugged on the line tied to her waist and an oilskin sack was lowered to her. In it was a crossbow protected from the rain, and a dagger a...d sword, but like Wilven's shoulders, the arms of the crossbow would not fit through the window. She decided to leave the cross bow hanging and rely on her dagger and sword for protection in case stealth failed.After listening for a few minutes she opened the privy door a crack and looked out. Her eyes were accustomed to the dark and the faint. The sun felt so good on my skin. I just rested in the sun a while, and then I moved my bikini top down, and started to play with my firm breasts. I actually got breast implants a few years back. They're quite large, I think around a 38D. I rolled my nipples between my index finger and my thumb. My nipples were hard and stiff like erasers. Next, I slipped my fingers into my bikini bottom. I rubbed and played with my clit. It felt so good and I then pushed my two fingers into my pussy. I was. " Grandpa, I am your only granddaughter." Well that makes you my favorite one, doesn't it?" he quipped. "Besides, you have the best tasting pussy I have ever licked. And that says a lot."I had to smile, thinking back to that time, a few months back, when he saw me naked for the very first time and fingered and licked my cunt. My pussy twitched at the thought of that night when he surprised me and changed my entire outlook on old men. I have always loved older men, like my father's age. Really. It was never going to be convenient, no matter how hard she tried to arrange it. My early promise not to force a decision from her had often come back to bite me in the ass, the pain of not having her all to myself becoming something of an odd comfort. Call me a masochist but I often enjoyed it. It made me the suffering artist, the other woman. Drawing both of our hands down, I untangled my fingers slowly. Straightening my posture, I kept my other arm around her. I couldn’t bear to part from.