' Her smile was as wide as her face would allow. 'How's my favourite grandson?''Nana, I'm your only grandson.''I know, darling. Have you come to...treat me to Sunday lunch? You know how much I hate the food here.''Nana, the food here is excellent. It's one of the reasons I picked it for you.''I know, darling. But if I said I liked it, then you'd never take me out. And I wouldn't get to ride in that nice car of yours.'Nana Edith was in her nineties. She'd insisted she could take care of. ” Heather whispers obviously panicking as she grabs onto my arm trying to keep me in bed with her.“I have to know what it is.” I tell her feeling all of the panic drain away and get replaced with a rush of adrenaline and annoyance that it could be a neighbour trying to freak us out for some reason.I grab my phone off of the bedside cabinet and turn on the torch app while making sure that I can quickly call the police should someone actually be in our garden trying to freak us out or break into. I got up, grabbed her by her butt and pushed her down on the grass there. I very eagerly unhooked my trouser and went towards her slowly. She was only looking at my tool, it is 7 inches long but 8 inches thick.She opened her mouth in surprise while I grabbed her face in my hands and kissed her passionately with my tongue exploring the depths of her mouth, her saliva flowing in my mouth. It was so good. She smiled and said “ itna bada land kahan chupa ke rakhtay ho, upar sey to nahin lagta ki. We continued to embrace and kiss for several minutes, then she turned on the shower. The warm water cascaded over our bodies and our stockings began to cling to our legs. I was beginning to see what she had meant, the feel of the wet nylon was incredibly sexy. She reached out and switched off the flow of water and we let our hands wander over each other, then she picked up the shower gel and squirted a generous blob into her hand. She began to massage the soap into my breasts and over my body.