Meera was very simple in her own ways. She used to give me a weirdo look even if I cracked non-veg or double meaning joke. But she was very caring and...she always made sure I was in a perfect mental and physical condition.I remember one time when I was sick she was with me the whole time. I have a 1 bhk flat which is 3 kms away from my college. She was with me for like 2 days. She gave me a foot massage and even made different types of soups for me. That was the first time she kissed my forehead. I stopped for a minute and then moved upward again. The saliva and cum coating her neck came into the viewfinder, then her chin and the glistening skin of her face and mouth. "Tell the camera what you are!" I instructed her. "A cum whore, a piece of ass for you to use and abuse, I’m nothing but a sex toy." she said sexily. I scanned downward and out until I could see the torn stocking from her ankle to where it was tied behind her neck. Then down further until her exposed sex filled the lens.. Then Grams looked to me saying she never caught my husband, keeping the conversation lively I told her she must of needed to try harder as I can confirm he still masturbates. Now I had Grandma laughing and Jeff’s wife beet red now. Having had enough Kim bid Grandma and myself a good night and went up stairs to join her husband in bed. Grandma looked over toward me asking if I was going up too, I had told her no that I slept in the car coming up so be up for a bit longer. With that grandma got. ’ This got us all laughing and we quickly followed him upstairs into the bedroom. Here we put our plan into action. I stood to one side and began to kiss him, pushing my tongue into his mouth. He was not slow in responding. Looking down I could see that Jo had taken his shoes and socks off and undone his trousers. Her eyes were glowing and I knew she couldn’t wait to get a glimpse of his manhood and to taste it in her mouth. Meanwhile, up top, still kissing him, I started to unbutton his shirt.