"Naughty, naughty," he said. "You could have changed things couldn't you?" Yes," she said in a curiously flat tone, "I suppose that I could have."Greg... made the alterations himself but he certainly wasn't finished with Mrs Armitage. "I think you owe me a little repayment for my inconvenience," he said. "Why don't we go through there?"Gregg pointed to Sylvia's stationery cupboard and Mrs Armitage got slowly to her feet and walked towards it. Gregg was able to enjoy the tightness of her skirt as. I began pulling her shirt off, then reached behind her back to unhook her bra. I starred at her perfect tiny breast and enjoyed the view of her pink puffy nipples. Her nipples somehow looked different from the last time I saw them. Her nipples seemed be a brighter shade of pink with more of an upward tic to the nipple, her areola even appeared to have gained some puffiness to them.I brought my head down to her nipple and sucked her right nipple into my mouth, I brought my left hand to the other. " "Sure, give me twenty five minutes."I threw the specialty menu item together, not forgetting the signature sausage. When I arrived with the pizza, Jodie opened the door to the little yellow house and motioned for me to enter."Come on in," she smiled. "My cockslut is starving and will be glad you got here already. Don't worry, the k**s are at grandma's," she continued as I stepped inside.I almost dropped the pizza. "Your...?" Not that I was disinclined to meet her cockslut, but it was. Grandfather stayed up by the 'Links', the posh area of Edinburgh, hidden snobbery and i****tuous sexual dealings, where daughters were brought up to obey fathers and mothers went to sleep soundly, knowing their sexual libations in bed were being attended to by younger versions of themselves.This expectation had educated and fixated my mother with her father, and she ended up being the one left wanting, and who one night slipped under his bed sheet and took the liberty for her own gratification,.