She started to grind her hips, and bite her lower lip. I looked up and asked if she was horny, LOL She said YES! Keep going. I brought her right to th... brink and stopped. I thought she was going to go nuts. She reached down to finger herself and I said NO! It’s time for your spanking, now get over my lap. She gave me this little pouty look. I said that won’t help you. Off with your robe. She threw her robe off to the side. She climbed over my lap, making sure to squeeze my cock on. She wore the same as mother. Grandma Claire's tits didn't jiggle like Mom's. Grandma's were fake, but great fakes, in that they looked natural, they just didn't move when she did. She walked over to Mom and whispered in her ear. Mom looked over at me and shook her head as if to tell me to stop gawking at them.Next up was Paco wearing a Speedo thong. Not many men can pull off wearing a tight thong bathing suit, but Paco could. He was built. His muscles were well defined, but most defined was the. It was not really so bad, and Sam was hardly Virgil, but I flashed on Dante being lead on a tour of the circles of Hell. The first was literally a circle, a circle of closed doors. Above most of them red lights bulbs were lit. Sam found a door with one unlit and opened it and gestured for me to enter, before squeezing in beside me. ‘The screen can’t go up unless the door is locked.’ The booth was tiny. Our bodies were jammed together, and a seat built into the door creased my legs. Sam’s. Her pussy lips have lost that cute soft pink clam look. They are red and swollen and raw. She has her knees bent around me and her heels rest against my buttocks. She starts using them to pull my pelvis into hers and then she reaches out with her hands to pull me into her more forcefully. I drop forward on all fours again, with my hands under her armpits and her soft boobs slapping against the inside of my forearms. She grunts as I slam into her harder and harder. She checks how she looks.