I glanced at granma who lay next to us and saw that she was fingering herself, her pussy looked so wet, I climbed of grandpa and got between granma’... legs with my butt in the air I began to lick at that beautiful wet shaven pussy, and granma held her pussy lips open for me with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other. I then felt a warm wet sensation around my ass and realised grandpa was licking at it, strangely this was turning me on even more if that was possible, then I felt a. The night before my mom left she told me my dad has a fishnet fetish and she bought me a few pairs. I had worn a pair a few times but nothing major. The next morning my mom came to my room, kissed me and left. That day I basically just stayed at home and did nothing. I knew my dad was about to get home so I changed into some lingerie, put my fishnet tights on, some black 6inch heels I knew he liked and laid on the couch waiting for him. Shortly after he pulled up and came inside. He was so. I lent back on the bed with the towel still strategically draped over my crotch area. Ms Haynes proceeded to apply the cooling lotion from my ankles up, working it into the rash with soft hands. The feeling was soothing and I immediatly started to feel the rash subside. As she worked her way up, I became aware of another sensation. The pain of the rash was being replaced with an excitement radiating up from her hands to my covered crotch. I could feel my dick starting to stir. Ms Haynes was. Their food helped brighten their moods immensely, as they laughed and joked on the short walk back home. After spending the rest of the day watching movies, swimming in the pool, and lounging on the beach, they slept soundly through the night, waking up the next day feeling rested and ready for anything life threw at them.Relaxing on the sofa, Melody picked up her Bible for the first time since her dream. “Mike, I just want you to know that I’m not afraid anymore. I know nothing bad will.