She, of course, finished with "Have fun at the dance. I want to hear all about it when we get home." Her, "Moms Way", of saying she still expects hi... to go and will check him out when she gets back to make sure he went.Bob thought to himself, "Well at least there won't be anyone around to see me making a fool out of myself with this stupid record." He emptied the contents of his bag on the bed and just for an instant it looked like the crystal he had bought from the Nature store was glowing. We picked a day and met at the motel. We had a few drinks in the room which led to the conversation turning sexual. I told her that I found everything about her so fucking sexy and asked her if she was into dirty talk. Specifically, would she be okay if I used the word fat in a positive way to convey how hot I thought her body was. She said she was comfortable with her body and that sort of talk would be a turn on as long as it wasn't used to put her down. I assured her I am attracted to big. On my very first spy mission, I wasn’t sure why I got so lucky but I certainly did.My grandmother on their bed was on her knees her old sloppy cunt filled with gramps cock, like the fucking whore she probably was. Her large, sagging breasts almost touched the bed but never got the chance. My sexy old grandfather was fucking my grandmother so quickly that my grandmother’s breasts just continued to rock and buck to the motions. My grandmother was making wonderful sounds, encouraging her husband. ” I could see several girls on the lawn being whipped. I had never seen anything like it. They screamed out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Deep inside me I felt something stir. When I looked up, the guide had moved on with my family. I caught up quickly.“…and of course we offer all of the same courses one might take at a more conventional school.”“How’s the nearby village?” asked my Dad.“St. Bartholomew is the source of most of their income, so they are rather complacent to spill-over from.