Brad drove and we got there around one. Afterwards, Brad wanted to go check on his grandmother.When we got to the nursing home, we were met in the fro...t hall of the lock-down area by Ethel Smith who was worried about missing her train. A petite ninety year-old with lots of vigor, her only health issue was the advancing dementia that left her confused. Brad and I both hugged her and assured her that the train wouldn't be arriving for another couple of hours. She laughed cheerfully and walked. “Use your tongue you cheap faggot!”I slid my tongue all over the underside of his cock and tried to ignore my straining throat and burning lungs as he began to throb and then spasmed in orgasm shooting his large load into my belly. In a private place he made more noise than ever before as he unloaded deep into me. He hung up from Dave and pushed me away for a while.***“I’ve got some letters to dictate. You stay put.”He summoned his secretary, Jane and had her come in to take some notes. As he. He returned back just in time for Kevin’s graduation and our trip. He was still exhibiting his usual easy-going attitude. Kevin, my youngest brother, turned 18 in May and graduated high school with honours in June. He was the geek of the group, a do-gooder who was also a sweetheart to his long time girlfriend Elly. He would rather read than go out, but he greatly idolized Adam, in an almost unhealthy way. Our Mom Cassie was 45 years old and still in amazingly great shape. She had always worked. Muzi, his cock throbbing, ignored her. Suzanne gasped when it popped inside; hen hid her face between her outstretched arms and began to sob. Muzi strained to get it all in. It was difficult because she was so tight.Muzi worked it, inch-by-inch, into her. Then, he pulled out a bit and forced it all the way in - as deep as it could go until her sphincter tightly encircled the last inch of his dick. It was stretched tight around his black shaft like a brown rubber band.Suzanne let out a.