Jeremy looked up intently at his grandfather who was torn between giving his grandson due attention and then recognizing this woman who clearly was sp...nding more time with his grandson than he was. ‘Why don’t we save that for later Jeremy, okay?’ Lauren quickly suggested. ‘Okay.’ Lauren relaxed a little, grateful that Jeremy was either immune to the tension in the house or was choosing not to partake in the debate. They sat in silence for a minute while Lauren tried desperately to find. I looked at Jeff kind of in shock as I noticed all of them looking at me. I looked at Guy and asked where the restroom was and he said I will show you and got up and walked me down the hall. When I finished and opened the door Guy was standing at the door and asked are you still ok with this? You seem to be a little freaked out. I said yeah sure and smiled. He then leaned in and we kissed he swirled his tongue around in my mouth and I was doing the same with him. My cock became rock hard as Guy. I slide open the patio doors and step outside. The chill air makes me shiver under the bathrobe and the friction of the terry cloth makes my nipples stand out, as if I was excited. I walk on the grass towards the pit. The moonlight bathes the backyard in its blue light. The oiled spit gleams on its iron supports over the charcoal filled pit. Dad set it up yesterday, the kindling, covered by the charcoal, and the four long wicks of rolled cotton that sink to the bottom of the pit, to light it.. We talked briefly and I blurted out that I'd love to suck his dick one more time before he left. That's all he needed to hear. We walked back into the shop and he unzipped to show me it was rock hard again. He began jacking it saying he could cum again if I wanted him to. I asked him to keep jacking himself while I put my mouth on it, figuring it would get him to orgasm more quickly since my wife was due home anytime. I'm not sure how long it took, but it wasn't very damn long. He didn't.