He ran his fingers all over me as his lips met mine and our tongues did the dance of lovers. It felt right, I was were I belonged, as I love him, not ...ust as my gramps, but as my lover.He then said, "I need to eat you baby, but not for long as I want to fuck you, slow, deep, and hard. I will be in 7th heaven when I cum inside you."My pussy is wet for you and I do hope you like the taste. Go ahead grandpa taste me."He got between my legs and his expert tongue went to work. I clutched the sheet,. " But you're--" she started again.I slapped her right breast with the back of my hand. Not harshly but dedicated to the character. "Do I have any access to belts or ties?" I ask."Yes sir," Trish said finally understand what I was doing. "Should I get them?" Yes," I said shortly.She came back with a few of her husbands ties and 3 belts. I told her to stand by the bed post and reach as far up as she could. She was on her toes and I strapped a belt to her wrists pretty snugly. She tried to turn. Smaller areola and nipple cakes were strategically positioned atop. Giggling, Faith said, ‘See, this is just what I mean. You innocently set me up with a cute little teddy bear and now your wolfing down boobs right in front of me. I don’t think this is what Grandma had in mind, Holder.’ ‘Mmm,’ he moaned, relishing the first bite. ‘Scrumptious, but not as delicious as yours.’ Faith flashed a devilish grin, before leaving the table to pour her own batter shape. He waited patiently, until she sat. She was blinking away a lot of tears as her eyes begged me not to stop her. Her hand did not let go of my shaft until she had lined up the head to guide me inside. She slid easily down onto my shaft. She was tight as hell and scalding hot as she settled around my shaft. She started to sob and she dropped her head to my shoulder. Cold was no longer part of my life. Hot and wet and hard were all that I knew. Her hot wet tears dripped on my shoulder. The hard wet nipples on her full breasts were.