At the apparent front of the tower stood double doors, twice as tall as Aromir. All these things were exceptionally nonexistent in Moc Arden, but none...of these things registered first with Aromir. Instead, the materials that made up the exterior of the tower plagued all of his senses.Aromir had spent his entire life around people who knew more than most of the rest of the world about metal. He had seen all sorts of steel, iron, bronze you could imagine but that could compare with what made up. "I think I would like to have my own children, at least one, maybe two. What are your feelings about that?" He asked hopefully."I never thought I would do that again, but I would have YOUR baby, for sure. TWO? Well, maybe not. I don't think I want to be pregnant past 40, and I still remember my mother telling me that twins ran in our family. I felt I dodged that when I had Declan." She admitted."So there, we have one thing to consider. But don't get me wrong, in my mind I've pictured and. This knowledge surely was very useful to him at this stage. He made his granny a sign to take place on the chair. Once she sat down he did put a towel on her and then took the pots, ointments and brushes. After 15 minutes his job was done when he finally put her hair besides her cheeks and went with the brush through it to give it some volume. Tommy was looking at his work and was very pleased by it. "Come on, grandma, now it's time for us to go downstairs." He took her by the hand, helped her. It felt good and natural. He was on his feet stroking his cock looking down as if I were there and we started sychronizing our motion. I could hear him grunt through the phone. And I moaned with pleasure... He then gave me a new command " Lay on you back on the floor and start lubricating your asshole as I am getting ready for you" I went in to a missionary position lifted my legs spitted on my fingers and started rubbing my ass slowly inserting my fingertip in there... He was stroking his.