She then kissed Ken and ran out the door, i continued making the coffee and when i opened the fridge and it was that feeling again, my nipples tighten...d and went erect, and poked out through the thin material of my bathrobe, i poured some in his coffee and went back to the fridge, to put the mik away, and again it hit my chest, my nipples tweaked out even more, i took Ken his coffee and he was staring at my nipples, noticing this i leant right over the table to put his coffe down, my robe. ’ I pulled myself to the right, I saw Nathan leaning over, drool and blood coming out his mouth. ‘Oh god… Nathan wake up!’ I pushed his shoulder. ‘don’t touch him man you might make him worse!’ one voice said, ‘Cant make it worse, hes dead.’ another voice said in the background. Bullshit, it wasn’t true, it couldn’t be true, Nathan had been through too much to die in a fucking car accident. I then noticed what they were talking about… a long sliver of glass had embedded itself in his eye,. They didn't tell us why that last bit was important.Like ours, their quartet was half white, half black. They drove us into the mountains, and we climbed. Their first violinist, black Milton, leading the way. When I say leading, he was lengths ahead of us. Athletic, hardly taller than Jocelyn, but built like a lean Marathon runner, he floated up the mountain like a bird, in spite of carrying the video equipment, his violin, and a cello. This last belonged to the white girl of the quartet, a. I’ve noticed you staring at them sometimes….it’s why I never wear a bra when I come over here….I figured you like watching them bounce and jiggle.”As I continued stroking his dick from base to tip, he turned his head to the side and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, nibbling and pulling on it with his teeth, while playfully slapping my other breast to watch it sway back and forth as I leaned over the back of the sofa.“Grandpa!” I said in mock surprise….”I had no idea you were such a.