A log fire burned in the grate, and theoblong room was illuminated by subdued lighting. Candles sat insconces in the wall. My grandmother was standi...g, looking a littlenervous, by the mantleshelf, sipping something from a small glass.She, too, had been transformed. Always elegant, her dress this eveningwas more flamboyant than I had seen before. Her dress was, one wouldhave thought, a little too young for her: quite short, with longsleeves and a round neck, it was covered with blood-red. He continued fucking me for some time more, then pulled his dick out with a loud slurping noise and I could feel his cum dripping out of my cunt and down my thighs. Oh my, missy, I really needed that! He exclaimed. From the sound of it, you enjoyed it as much as I did, or, maybe more he chuckled. Reaching up, he released the cuffs from my wrists. Placing me on the ground, then commanded me, Now you little cum whore, lets see how hot you use that pretty mouth of yours, why dont you clean my. I sat up and pushed you down on your back, undoing your pants for you this time. I ran a hand over you and felt you writhe under me with another groan. My lips twitched and I started pulling down your pants. But it was a struggle, I was so impatient, my movements all sharp and jerky, so you had to help. Our clothes added to the mess that was already on the floor, and we weren’t even done yet. Before I knew it I was on my back again, your lips locked to mine with your hand between my legs. Your. I checked my pockets, making sure I had my cigarettes and lighter, then I checked my cigarette pack, hoping the joint I had was still in there. It was. I picked up the Red Bull and vodka and headed for the back porch.It was peaceful outside, and a little on the chilly side. I didn’t stay any longer than it took for me to smoke half of my joint and a cigarette while slowly sipping on the Red Bull and vodka. I went back inside, threw the trash away, and stood in the kitchen for a moment. Partly.