Our departures were frequent enough now that only those people who were already up waved at us as we left. Even though we’d eaten, I smelled bread c...oking somewhere in town and it made me hungry again. I learned that we now had several large, community bread ovens that were busy every day.Although dressed “properly,” Mrs. Caldwell carried her own weapons just like my seven wives did. Each of us carried an Enfield, two repeating rifles, a shotgun, an S&W revolver, and a Colt Navy revolver. I had. We even some times used to bunk our colleges and roam on the road or sitting in the koti bus stop and comment on the passenger or the persons passing there, I even used to say her that “see this girl how sexy she is looking” by hearing these words she used to say only chieeeeeeeeeee how can u say this to me.One day as were in the koti bus stand her father was waiting for a bus and she was so afraid and said we have leave from here so I requested her to come to a movie(every time she used to. Suddenly my grandma withdrew her hands off my cock and said I am sorry beta but we shouldn’t do this, but now I was turned on and my mind and cock wanted more. I grabbed her hair and inserted my cock into my grandma’s mouth and started stroking my cock inside her mouth. She wasn’t able to take it all in as all her lipstick was making my cock red in colour. She took out my cock from her mouth and tried pushing me away but then I took my lips near hers and kissed her deeply, she tried resisting. I reached up and cupped them with my hands. They felt heavy when they were hanging down and I pressed them firmly in my hands. Her love juices were running down my cock again and it didn’t take long for Mandhira to have her orgasm again. She leaned forward and kissed me on my lips again.She let my cock slide out of her and moved her body around in 69 position till her pussy was close to my mouth. “Honey, I want you to taste my wet pussy and lick both of our love juices.”I pulled out my tongue.