I left first. Thankfully there wasn't anybody around to see me sneaking out of the men‘s room. On shaky legs I went back into the bar. I was intense...y aware of the sticky sperm drying on my skin causing it to pucker. Fortunately the girls were too busy larking about to notice my flushed state. I sat there trying to sort out my emotions as I kept an eye out for my ravisher. Tremors continued pulsing inside my sex. I could feel that my clitoris was still swollen and ultra sensitive.My boss must. No digital so very fine brush and a bl ack dye called spotting medium.“You fancy a cup of coffee, Brian love,” Gill’s grandmother. She was a nice old dear. Seventy-three and slim but with a good figure. You could see the lines on her face but she kept herself in good nick. A mane of silver-grey hair was always well coiffure. Today it was a little untidy and she looked a little red-eyed.“Sure, Nan,” I said. “You all right?”She assured me she was and went over to the sink and filled the. Yess!" I moaned. Feeling my nipples get hard with excitement. I started grinding back and forth against it. My pussy juice starting to flow out. *knock knock* "are you fucking kidding me?!" I groaned. Just my luck. I ignored the knocking at the door. Hoping they'd go away, i continued to switch positions to start fucking myself. *knock knock knock*"For crist sakes!"I jumped up and made my way to my front door, grabbing my big T-shirt off the dresser and sliding it on. Marching towards the. " she insisted while stacking my clothes into thecloset. So eventually I restarted to wank very easily and secretly underthe blanket. The fact that my mother stood only two meters apart and glanced at me every nowand then confused me on one hand, but oddly, on the other hand it started to becomea major turn on. I began again to stroke more wildly and when mother was through with the laundry, she came over to me and said: "Don't mind me, You can let me watch.When your father and me were just.