When she finally finished talking with her Grandmother she asked me to sit down. She said she would try to explain what is going on.Frank, that was my...Grandmother I had been speaking with. Nodding my head like I knew that already. Well what you have done since we met and my father going along with everything. And what you did at the dinner table tonight had my head spinning. I had a few issues that did not make sense to me until I finish talking with my Grandmother. I had to talk with my. Our gasps and heavy exhalations became synchronized, as we moved in concert, forming an escalating symphony of groans. I could barely see straight."Oh god ... coming..." I grunted."Me ... too..."I shuddered and orgasmed. The first rope of my cum landed on Jean's thigh, the rest dribbled onto my bedsheets. She shuddered right behind me, letting out a mighty scream and then going limp. She almost fell off the bed, but managed to catch herself in time.We were red-faced, frantically gasping for. She grabbed around my head pulling me back down into her mouth, her tongue passed over my lips and I echoed her. I began to run on instinct my hands worked their way up her sides from her hips up to her bikini straps as I went to pull her top off, she tensed, then quickly released. Her top fell as my hands replaced their function and began massaging her small tits and pinched her nipples she began to moan into my mouth, I pulled away and planted my mouth on her left areola.“Oooh!! That’s nice,”. "Hi Mum," Noah said. "Good day?" Just the usual," she replied. "You? Did you get that essay written?" Draft completed," he replied."Good," she said absentmindedly, hanging her coat up. She sniffed the airsuddenly. "Did you put that casserole in as I asked?"Noah felt his shoulders slump. With all the weirdness of the afternoonhe'd totally forgot the chicken casserole, which was still sat in thefridge uselessly. He opened his mouth to apologise, but was saved by hisfather."Not Noah's fault,".