He kissed my pussy lips and I moaned, unable to control myself. With one hand he rubbed three fingers up and down my slit, massaging my clit through t...e rough fabric, creating new sensations I'd never even felt before. He rubbed my pussy lips in a circular motion, steadily picking up speed."I can feel how wet your pussy is through these panties,” he said. I looked down at him to find his green eyes staring at me intensely. "Do you want me to eat your pussy?"Yes, I thought, eat my pussy. But I. I guess you could call Grandma an eccentric; she always knew what she wanted, and she always found a way to get what she wanted. And, at 60, she wanted a farewell party, on her own terms. She was quite healthy, more so than most people half her age. But, in her words, she had been everywhere and seen everything she wanted to see. However, she still had some things she hadn't done yet, and that was part of the reason for the party.In addition to my folks, and her daughter (my aunt) and her. He then had her sit in his lap so he could kiss her and play with her mature white breast.I sat down in my chair as I watch these 2 older white women being fondled by two young black men.As if on cue the two white women both got up at the same time and led their young black lovers to their respected bedrooms. As both young black lovers pass the bedroom door they made sure it was opened all the way for me to hear and view. Of course I made my way over to watch my wife. I still can grab a peek of. Most of them congratulated me on the game while also giving us the eye. Many people were surprised that Ashley and I were together as we just ran in different social circles. I am sure I was grinning, for I was energized by the game and by being with Ashley. After McDonalds, we drove to Terry’s house. His parents were always welcoming, and tonight Terry’s uncles that were in their thirties were also there with their wives. After talking a few minutes about the game, one of Terry’s uncles.