She held my finger against her lips feeling the softness and length of her slit, if only I could see what I was feeling. The warmth and the wetness of...her pussy on her grandson’s fingers.Gran moved my hand about, telling my which bits to rub as I felt her clit, my finger playing with this lump in her fanny and she started to moan a bit louder“That’s nice, just there, keep rubbing it”I could feel something happening to gran, she kept pushing her pussy on to my finger and her legs kept nipping my. "What the fuck is this?" he asked, running long fingers over my spread and sodden pussy. "You're a bad girl, aren't you?" "I try to be g... good, Daddy, I really do, but..." "But what? But your cunt betrays you? But you can't help yourself? Or is it that 'inside', you are a dirty little slut who can't fucking wait to be taken advantage of? Well, which is it?" "I um, I can't help it, Daddy!" I said, grinding my clit on his knee, trying vainly to get a hold of myself. I felt so open and. ”“Ooh, I love Elmers too. Which way do I go?”I gave directions and three minutes later we parked in the lot at Elmers. I hopped out of the car and ran around to her door, opening it for her. Offering my hand, I helped her out and she kissed me, I closed the door and held her hand as we walked to the restaurant door. Opening the door, she kissed me again. I think I am seeing a pattern!“Hi, Welcome to Elmers. Will it be the two of you this morning?” The older lady at the reception station was. ’ ‘What are you talking about?’ ‘They brought in the BOD from Morton & Tennebaum – all seven of them – and then decided it would be best if we all ‘showed them a good time’.’ ‘That sounds like a lot of people on short notice.’ I really had no idea how many people it was. ‘You’re telling me. They had reservations too. Can you believe that crock of shit? They figured I was single, so I wouldn’t have anything better to do anyway so didn’t even bother to tell me. They didn’t have a problem with.