"I am leaving," Lisa said. "If you try to leave I will tell those guysyou are a boy and I am sure they won't like that." You wouldn't." Oh yes I would... now just let me have my fun." What a bitch, I think that's why I liked her so much, her ability tocontrol any sexual situation. She was a master. I mean, a girl whowasn't that pretty, but could nail whoever she wanted, just amazing. Icouldn't take the risk that she would follow through with her threat,especially since she was stoned. Taylor. She seemingly disturbed looks into my eyes trying to find any answers what is going to happen next but I do not entertain any question from her. I slip the rope through a hook on the ceiling and pull on the robe, stretching her arms high into the air, so that she is fully stretched out in front of us, just enough to stand in her high heels. I step back and eye her up once more, walk over to her and pull again on her yoga pants, bringing again forward a clearly visible camel-toe. The boys cheer. She had staff up most of the night but had managed to relax and have a little sleep.I opened the door and saw her lying down fast asleep. Thinking she was just tired but as he looked closer he knew there was something else.I entered the room and saw that Gran was asleep and clad in a bathrobe that had fallen open at the top to expose her breasts. I had always wondered what her bare tits looked like. I had been given a golden opportunity to find out. All I had to do was give gravity a little. I slid my body up onto his chest and kissed his lips in a frenzy of lust. His hands grabbed my ass, squeezing and spanking. I moaned in anticipation of the pleasure that I was about to receive. His fingernails scratched over my cheeks and I inhaled deeply. I lowered myself onto his cock and felt him thrust upward into me. His cock was so thick that I could feel every movement against the walls of my pussy as it entered the heat and wetness of my most private place. I couldn’t help but moan. I.