There was no sin involved in acknowledging the truth.Her hand moved down of its own accord, down her tummy, past her navel to the top of the thatch of...ginger-brown hair. She hesitated for a second, and then shrugged and wagged her head. It can't be a sin to do this, she thought. It's not hurting anyone or anything.She ran her hand on down to between her legs and pressed. Ooh, that feels good, she thought to herself.She began sliding her hand up and down, stroking her cunny. Ah, that's so. She directed me to her daughter’s creche. On the bike she was stuck to me. I asked her to hold me and she kept her hands on my thighs. I was sky high. We picked her daughter up and started for my place within half an hour we reached our place. I live in a apt, I parked my bike in the parking lot and escorted them to my flat. She was in praise for my flat and how well I have maintained it.I asked her to freshen up but she asked me:She: what shall I wear?Me: no problem you can put on my clothesI. Please," he begged."Fine," I agreed. "Get your things and I'll drive you home. Your dad can go fishing by himself in the morning." Thanks Grandma," he said. "I love you." Not 15 minutes later we were in my car heading to my son's house, taking Tony home. When we got there Tony jumped out and grabbing his bag, ran to the front door. I didn't see my son Jim's truck anywhere and he always parked it out front. When Tony opened the door he waved and I drove off.I wondered what was going on with my. I tried to make sure each of them got a chance to feel her cervix hosed down with my hot cream. Shane swore she was on her last few days before her period, so she ought to be safe.I asked Shane how she felt about sex after our marathon fuck session. She grinned at me and said, “I can’t wait to do this again Uncle George.”I knew Shane lived with her single mom, so I asked her if her mom would take her to the RH clinic and get her on birth control.Shane said, “Mom looks at a girl needing sex and.