She'd talk when she was ready. I hoped. "Merry Christmas, Jenny." Merry Christmas, Mom."The conversation weighed on me as I went through the rest of t...e afternoon. I thought about calling David, but I wasn't really sure anything was wrong, and I didn't want to go behind Jenny's back. Jeff probably wouldn't know, either, though they'd always been close, and I didn't want to disrupt his and Caitlyn's holiday.After dinner, Mike and I snuggled under a blanket on the couch to watch old Christmas. I told her that I train in a gym back home in London 4 times a week. She laughed again and said that she also trains 5 times a week. I took my chance and grabbed her big juicy firm tits. I half expected a slap or a yelp and had my answer ready if she challenged me. Bangladeshis think that peeps from London are thick and I thought that I would play on this theory.To my surprise she just closed her eyes. I took the kholosh pot from her and put it on the floor. I then pushed her against the wall. They dribbled down my thighs as I shuddered. I leaned down, licking my lips. The heat rose in my cunt. My heart beat fast in my chest, surging hot blood through my veins.I leaned down and smelled the spicy musk of Grandma’s pussy mixed with the salty scent of cum. My nose twitched. It was such a delight. My mouth watered. My hands rested on her thighs. I felt the warmth of her skin.“It’s okay,” Grandma said. “Just relax and enjoy yourself. You can’t mess it up. I’ll enjoy it.”Mommy straddled. I gave her a deep kiss and gently pulled her skirt down to where the top of her butt crack was showing for everyone to see, grabbed her perfect butt and pulled her to me. I then kissed and licked my way down her neck while pushing her blouse to the side, exposing a boob and a very hard nipple. I worked down her chest to her nipple with my tongue and gave it a quick lick and a hard suck, then moved on to the other, doing the same to it. I came back up and gave her a kiss, and opened my blouse.