Her small nose sat above a thin glossy lipped mouth with pearly white teeth. She was a picture of beauty. Granny Jane wasn’t really anyone’s grann...; in fact, she wasn’t even married. She started getting the nickname 'Granny Jane' when she was in her thirties, it was a term of endearment, and everyone loved her. For years she had watched the children grow and was often the one to call if anyone in the neighbourhood needed a last minute babysitter. 'Just take them to Granny Jane's,' they would. I was throbbing as I felt the tip brush against her pubic hair. I was close now. Mom was still wrapped around me as if giving me permission to violate her. Her heavy breathing and periodic moans were far too much to take. I know she would understand if she knew how bad I need her at that moment? Her young son in need of a woman. My fully erect cock was now sitting directly at her silky cunt and my hips were slowly thrusting back and forth. The mushroom head began to slide against her slit and. He was so sexy I would have raped him if I could. The bar was in a respectable part of town, but from the moment I walked in I could see it was a rendezvous spot for black women meeting white husbands on the sly. Fortunately David was naïve enough not to realize what kind of dive we were in.Normally David does not drink, as I said, but I guess he was feeling nervous, too, and allowed me to get several drinks down him before the appointed hour. I spotted her when she walked in and my blood ran. She asked if I would fuck her ass again tonight while she massaged her clit with her vibrator. I told her I would be happy to. We went inside and she led me to the rec room again. It was set up the same way as last time I was there. She instructed me to lay on my back and she slowly started to massage my swollen member with her soft hands. She bent over and gently licked & sucked my nipples. Slowly she worked up my neck to my lips. We made out like a couple of teenagers, while our hands.