“Oooooh, Grandpa. What a big package you have.” Then she giggled in my ear as she buried my face in her cleavage.It was such a relief to learn tha... the girls were finding a way to deal with such a traumatic experience. Now if I could find a way to get out of this situation without spending the rest of my life in jail, it would be a welcome miracle.“Better to satisfy you with, my dear”, was the best response I could come up with. What was I saying? There was no double entendre. That had single. I made a soft moan in my throat. My own hands were around his neck, savoring the feel and chiseled definition of his lean, muscular shoulders and biceps, his form was so masculine and sculpted. Our embrace quickened our tongues tussled aggressively sparring. I ran my left hand down his torso to find the erection I knew would be there between his legs. His cock was stiff and pressing against the soft cotton of his athletic shorts. I took it in my palm and stroked him through his shorts. He. ” She remained silent and asked with a blank face “What do you need my help for?”… I gathered some courage and said in a low tone “Can you help and just let me see for once what it actually looks like?” pointing my finger at her pussy. She immediately got furious and said with an angry face it is not going to happen and started to leave…I started requesting her “Mom this subject is very important for my marks and I have no other means of help, I tried everything I could. I know this might be. It would be an incredibly sexy situation if they were really mother and son. She shivered at the thought. She had to know the truth. If Rhonda had been a fly on the wall in the Henson bedroom that afternoon, she would have known the answer. She would have also been incredibly shocked.Jennifer led her two young lovers into the bedroom. The bed had already been made with fresh silk sheets and turned down in preparation. "Why don't you sit over here and relax for a few minutes," Jennifer said,.