" Sherry smiled and leaned back on the sofa sort of breathing a sigh of relief."So, you like these pictures huh?" she asked sort of leading me where s...e wanted to go. "Well," I began "I liked sex better when it was ...ya know... a little dirty and forbidden." I then quickly added "I also sort of have a thing for mature women, and I like looking at stuff with beautiful mature women doing stuff that was sort of forbidden back then..." I trailed off, unclear if I was saying too much or the right. Occasionally, while I moved around the bed as we changed positions, my grandmother would take a few licks at Elaine’s pussy with her tongue. Finally, with our mouths locked in a deep kiss, I grunted a guttural warning and felt myself explode into the woman for a second time.“He comes buckets of spunk,’ Elaine gasped when, after I rolled off her she felt between her legs, her fingers coming up smeared with goo.My grandmother then, while I stared all slack-jawed at her, took Elaine’s. She had met with the directors of several economics institutes and obtained what she wanted, scholarship slots for several of her students to study in different locations in France, Belgium, and Great Britain. Burnside already had picked the students. Now they were on their way to Europe, for stints ranging from six months to a year. Burnside’s way of operating was to make the scholarship arrangements first, then tell the student in question. There was always a backup student in her mind in. Walking upstairs he could see that the lights were on, and the door to Shannon’s room was slightly opened. As he passed her room he heard a low moaning sound. The sounds caught him off guard, because of its familiar tone. He had heard that moan so many times; it’s the sound of a young girl making love. Ian approached the door, giving it a slight shove and peering in he could see his eighteen year old daughter riding the dick of his best friend, Don Price. “What the hell” Ian yelled, as a.