“Then what?”“Well, the handle of the toilet brush, carrots, then wine bottles and stuff.” Anita confessed openly. “That was well before any ...ocks went in there!”Sharon shifted in her chair. “So what was the biggest thing you took up your ass?”“Hmm?” Anita thought, “I’ve done some good size cocks, but, I would have to say my hand.”“You can do anal fisting!” Sharon asked shocked.“Just started. I can get my fingers and thumb in up to the knuckles. I find that reaching around my fat ass a bit hard…. My hands were sweating, I couldn't think about anything else but I was just too scared to call. The morning I did call I realised that I had to, I couldn't let the chance we could be together pass just because I was so nervous you might turn me down. It took most of the nerve I had to make that call; the Hamilton thing was just an excuse. Please be gentle with me?" I'm sorry. It's just that I'm getting cold feet about this whole move. I know you. You've not got a good record in terms of making. I love you Nan.” “I know just how you feel my baby. You have been my fantasy for so long. I started to feel these things for you a while ago but you were too young, and I didn’t think anything could ever come of it. After all I am your Grandmother, but that doesn’t stop me having these feelings.” As I spoke to him, I slipped my hand up his leg at the bottom of his boxers and gently touched the head of his cock, then I wound my fingers round his rigid pole. My breasts became pointed and. ‘Yes… Captain.’ He said his voice revealed his respect for his captain, as well as a little fear. Just the way she liked it. ‘The men wanted to know, well they wished to know….’ ‘Spit it out, I haven’t all day! I know you all want to know something but you were the unfortunate one who drew the short straw and had to ask so what is it. Speak and have it done with’ She said turning to face him. Her hair tucked under a large tri-corner hat. Face was tanned yet still pale enough to look white, dark.