"I laughed and said, "I don't think this house is quite that old."I was sorry for my laugh as soon as it was out of my mouth. Hector gave me a disappr...ving look and said, "I see. You don't think that I know what I'm talking about, huh. You think 'cause I work with my hands I don't read? A man that worked with his hands built all of this. He was pretty damn smart. He's probably laughing at us trying to figure it out right now."When we finally found the forgotten mechanism and worked our way to. I got out, dried myself off, and then went into my bedroom. I ogled my body for a bit before putting on my nightie. I didn't wear pajamas anymore they were too cumbersome. That night I fell asleep and soon dreamed of Grampa and what I would do when he got here.A tug at my arm awoke me, and when I looked up I saw Gramps. He glanced around the room, smiled, winked, and slid his hand beneath the covers. When he found out I was only wearing a nightie, his hand quivered.He leaned over, kissed me. Mike, I'll have the files sent over as soon as I receive them." "Thanks Ms. Woods," they both said in unison. "Hey, what was that?" Michael grabbed Chloe's wrist as they walked out of the office, causing her to stop in her tracks. Chloe could not believe that Michael still dared to touch her after what had happened the previous day. "What?" Chloe hissed, snatching her arm away and turning to Michael angrily. "Can we please talk about yesterday?" Michael asked, nudging her to the corner. "Ok,. Oh, how she wished he was here right now, doing to her what she was watching him do to her on screen. On screen — Her hands reach down and grab him by the hair, and roughly pull his face into her womanhood. She wraps her hands around his head, and starts fucking his face. The image is confused, since his head is buried in her lap. Glimpses of black fabric and pussy lips appear as he comes up for air. Lots of swishing noises as the nylon of her stockings rubs against his hair. Loud moans are.