My panties ended up ten feet away.And after he laid me down on that blanket, (which was why I had told him not to remove it) and gave me a bone-crunch...ng orgasm with his lips, he stood up and fisted his penis. It was thick, and longer than when it was fully soft, but couldn’t really be called an erection.“It’s a good thing you did what you did,” he panted. “Because if you hadn’t, you’d be in a world of hurt right now.” He rubbed the tip of his penis up and down between my saliva-slickened pussy. .She paused to accept a brief call from her husband as I sucked her clitty and fingered her bald slit.We decided the dress should come off (for now!). I asked her to lie face down on the bed with a pillow under her hips. I tongued her ass and played with her stiff little clitty until Britni was frantically humping the pillow. I stuck my tongue into that sweet ass as far as it would go, for that is a naughty pleasure which her husband will never, ever provide.I got out of bed, lubricated my. I lean over, then ran my tongue through the gooey, salty liquid and discover that I like the taste.Afterwards we snuggle up against each other on the bed. Grampa looks into my eyes and asks, “Did you like our little game, baby?”My whole body is still quivering with excitement. I giggle, snuggle closer, and respond, “I sure did! When can we play that game again?”Grampa replies, “Well baby, if you can keep our secret, we can play this game every time you come over alone.”I kiss him and answer,. She tested her work, moving it and making sure it would stay on. Then she stood up. Taylor looked at her body, so nicely shaped. His penis was aching for some action. She lowered her body down over the balloon-covered tip of his penis. She started to rub her vulva back and forth across it. She moaned, obviously enjoying what she was doing. Then she reached between her legs and spread her outer lips. The tip of his penis pushed inside a little. Slowly, she started to coax the balloon basket into.