He fucked me for 2-3 minutes and told me he was nearing to cum. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He erupted inside me, filling my pussy for the 5th...time in just 8-10 hours. He was spent, so was I. That was such a satisfying session that I couldn’t remember something like that in recent years.As we lay exhausted, my phone rang. It was almost 8 AM. My hubby had called me to check whether I had left Pune. I said that I’d leave after some time. He said that he was leaving for office.He will go. “You’re name is Amber, if I remember correctly, right? Well, if your brother wants any more ice or water, it’s to the left when you leave this room, just down at the end of the hall. There’s a door that says Nurses Station, just go in, Hon, and you can get more ice and water there. No one will bother you, and if anyone asks, just tell them that I said it was okay. Unless you’d rather not?”“No! I’d be happy to help! I’d do anything to help my brother,” Amber said with an eager smile.“Such a. ” “And how have you been thinking of me as you masturbated? What thoughts were running through my grandson’s mind?” “Nan, I’m so nervous telling you this. We’ve never talked like this before.” “Honey, when you sent me these panties, we crossed a line we can’t go back over. And frankly, I don’t want to. Now tell me how you’ve been thinking of me.” ‘Might as well,’ he thought. ‘Just about everything is out in the open now.’ “Ok. When I saw the young man pull his grandmother’s panties off, I. I tried to tell myself not to be nervous, but I couldn't kid myself - there was plenty of reason to be nervous. For one, what I was planning to do was actually dangerous, regardless of how many safeties I had agreed upon with my source, my contact on the inside. But the tingling crawling from my neck over my spine into my nether reaches also stemmed from a different kind of nervousness. Some part of me was actually looking forward to this - to the danger, to the taboo, to the kinkyness. Of.