Yes! Ohhhh....yes! Fuuuuuuuuuuckkk, yes!Then I stopped. My poor swollen cock bounced in the air straining toward orgasm, desperately wanting to explo...e. My balls were at the moment of release, only to be left at the tantalizing edge of ejaculation. Drops of precum slid down over the edge of the tip, but nothing else.I regained my senses to start again. I had been doing this for quite a while, and it was my fourth trip to the orgasmic cliff only to pull back. I love edging, but I knew I was. .. yours... has not been as noble as it appears." Her aged wrinkled hand dropped to seek an apple from the bowl on the coffee table between us. Almost absentminded she continued, "It started when my father began to come to my bed."Whatever shame-filled selfish emotions I had been feeling earlier disintegrated at that simple but impossible statement. My eyes again looked upon my frail grandparent in interested disbelief. Had I heard correctly?"You can close your mouth dear - I assure you that is. Perfect! It had a rounded tip at one end, a long neck that narrowed slightly, then a bulbous body that would give me the kind of fulfilment I was looking for.“How would you like to fuck a skanky pussy today, big fella?”I rinsed it off, then boosted myself up onto the counter in the corner of the kitchen. I put my feet up and spread my legs. If anyone walked in at that moment they would have gotten a real eyeful. I touched the tip of the vegetable to my heated pussy hole and gently worked it in.. I probably broke the rules by allowing them to share parts of my dinner, but the small portion they had been given didn’t seem enough to feed even someone as petite as they were. I tried several times to communicate my interest in whether or not they were related. My only hope was with the waiter. Most of them were bilingual albeit only with partially understandable English. I asked the waiter to ask if they were sisters and both girls finally nodded their heads in unison finally.