I fully expected her to back off since she had always said that she didn't really like the taste of semen. She surprised me again by greedily swallowi...g all of his cum that she could. She milked his shaft for at least a couple of minutes after his orgasm had receded then proceeded to lick up all of his seed that had spilled from her mouth. She did it with apparent relish. It was a hell of a load that she took and she had swallowed it all. She wouldn't need breakfast with all of that protein. She bent down to pet Bandit and he ran right under her skirt. Owen, it was almost as if he knew exactly what he was doing. Before she could grab him he was between her legs and I swear we could all hear him licking,” Julie said, her face red as she told the story, laughing until she had tears in her eyes.“Uh oh, now I’m going to be embarrassed to go back in there,” I said, as we both laughed at her story.“Don’t be, we all thought it was the funniest thing we’d ever seen and Martha looked at all. I'm just about to leave." Is that Primrose?" called her grandmother from within the living room. "Come in. Come in. I've been expecting you, but you'll have to excuse the mess."Primrose walked down the hallway to the living room where her grandmother was sitting cross-legged on the floor surrounded by photo albums. In front of her was a laptop where she'd been looking at yet more photographs. Primrose was relieved to see that her grandmother was wearing clothes. Although she'd often seen her. An elongated stare. I don't know. It's not like I was ogling her; I just didn't want her to be creeped out... for the times I did want to. You know. Yes, yes; a rat am I.So after that I continued darting a glance or two her way, thinking the coast was now clear. The first odd thing, the fact that she looked at me in the first place, made a very small ripple in the pond -- it could've been coincidence, it could've been the window, it could've been her stretching a tube in her neck. Anything. So.