It was on the tip of my brain when I heard a woman’s voice.“You stupid piece of nylon,” she said, sounding exasperated.I halted in my tracks as ... approached her. Seeing her bent over the pile of what should be a tent, I recognized that ass; it was the girl from the gas station this morning. “Need a hand?” I asked with a chuckle watching her fumble with the tent.She spun around in surprise hearing my voice, her blonde hair sticking up from the static, as her jaw about hit the ground when she. Tonight was to be more. Tonight was the introduction to my methods and style. I brought my travel bag, the one with the toys. She would feel them all. She had known from day one I was a Dom. She had known that while she sucked and coaxed the cum from my cock, the real fun would begin when I had her alone for hours. Not just a quick fuck or suck in a car while she temporarily escaped from mommyhood and her young kids. But a real session with my bindings and toys; a real session where her. Two hotel rooms? All I could think about was having sex with my grandmother again but how would I convince my family to let me share a room with my grandmother with out being suspicious. My grandmother is beautiful and really sexy but she's my grandmother and I'm suppose to not want to share a room with her you know? But I can't stop thinking about her, her body, and the way I fucked her three times now. I know its wrong and there is something wrong with me probably. But she really seems to. I asked Vinod one day if he would come late to my house on the pretext to discuss some office matters and I would ask him to stay over. So on the Saturday evening at 7 he dropped at our house and we started going over office files. Meanwhile Priya was serving us tea and other goodies to eat, at about 9 pm Priya said its time for dinner, Vinod are you leaving today, he said I shall leave now as its late, I intervened and said, don’t go its already late and we have not finished our work, he said.