He slurped and belched loudly. Mrs. Smither stared at the old, ugly figure as her finger twirled inside her ear trying to dislodge something bothering...her."Too bad that boy won't be around," Mrs. Smither said, her eyes going vacant as she reminisced. "He had a nice hard cock. Not like the wimpy one I'm used to." Well, I'll miss that blonde cheerleader's tight wet pussy. I'm stuck with an old hag's dried up one. And, man, her ass was even tighter."They continued laughing, jibing each other with. So all that is out of the way, I asked him about some wild times of theirs… he said aight, as long as I don’t get pissed! I agreed, and was so turned on, I don’t think I could get pissed. So here I am, just had a threesome with a guy she used to be with, laying in bed, hard af. Still can’t believe this all happened, and now here I am jacking off reading how she used to get fucked. Like, she’s said dirty shit while giving me head before, and will say stuff about her ex’s, but I never knew if. After whatseems like forever we start to slow down, until we finally stop.Mistress unpeels my hands from her waist and I feel her swing her legover and her weight leave the bike."You may remove your helmet Angela," she says and I sense we are notalone.I fumble with the strap, my hands trembling, until with a sigh shereaches over and unfastens it for me. I pull the helmet off, embarassedthat I needed her help for that, and look over to see my neighbour, MrsJenkins looking at us over the. ” I said to her.“I know you have needs and desires like all woman...I may be your grandson but...obviously it hasn’t stopped us yet.”My grandma looked into my eyes with a bit on confusion.“Are you saying...what I think you’re saying.”“Yes grandma...I’m attracted to you...i want you to show me how to love a woman...a real woman not a little girl.”My grandma looking down at the ground and I heard a large gulp.My grandma slowly pulled the blanket off her legs, exposing her still dripping wet.