"I, uh, we," Linda stuttered, trying to think of something to say.Tracy set her coffee cup on the table and took a deep breath. She turned her head to...look at Linda, and said, "We are best friends, right?" Yes, at least I hope we still are," Linda replied, feeling like the whole world was collapsing on her."As far as I'm concerned we are," Tracy said, reassuring her friend, "Relax, it's okay."Linda looked Tracy in the eye for the first time. She did not know what to expect next."I honestly. Her G-string had slipped, exposing her raddled old cunt with its sparse collection of greying pubic hair and the wrinkles of a once taut, young, snatch gone to seed. Tony cradled her head and stroked her face, captivated by his first sight of a real, living, he hoped she was, living twat. He shouldn’t look, it’s your Gran. The velvet cord had lodged under the myriad of slack, fleshy wrinkles at one side of her groin. He tried to sort out her robe which was trapped beneath her, then had to. As she was complimenting and I didn’t realize that my hand was around her shoulder.When I realized my senses I took my hand from there but she put it back there and sat on sofa with my her back touching my stomach and brought my both arms around her shoulders and she laid a bit on me.While talking my hand accidentally touched her boobs which were in very nice shape in tee. Then I decided to leave so while leaving she came and gave me a thanking kiss on my cheeks and I stood there realizing what. I could position myself in the doggy-style with 2. Rahul on bended knee behind me and 3. Rahul’s cock would fit into my vagina, but this was showing 4. Rahul lubricating his cock with my juice and 5. Slipping into my ass. My cunt kind of liked the idea and drooled in its avid approval. I showed him the picture and waited. Long minutes ticked by as john studied position twenty-two. I listened to the burning synapses from my vagina to my brain, pleading for immediate attention and casually.