"Uuuuhhhgh, uuuuuuhhhhgh, gurgle, uuuuuh," went Kathy as Grand Dad stuffed his one-eyed buddy down her throat."Ahhhhhhhhhh," went Grand Dad as he expl...ded in his grand daughter's mouth.Kathy gasped for breath as Grand Dad relaxed his grip on the back of her head and his buddy slipped smoothly as a slippery snake away from her larix."That's some good work there, Kathy," Grand Dad readjusted his privates. "No wonder you're going to be captain of the girl's sex team next year." The silver-hared. I knew that the houses were numbered from east to west so that 207 would be close to the River Road end of the street.I cut through town and headed south on River Road, which climbed a steep hill up away from the river just before intersecting Munt Street at the top of that hill. I hadn't been on Munt Street in years but as soon as I turned off River Road it all looked familiar to me. As a kid growing up on Fifth Street south of Munt, I used to walk down Munt Street to River Road and then climb. Timidly I extended a hand for the paper, reaching over her panties, I had to turn my head away as it got close to her inner thighs. I could smell her scent, it was thick and strong, my cock strained hard at the seams of my pants. I felt a hand on the back of my head, and looked up, Miss Smith was smiling at me, she applied more pressure, bringing my head a few inches away from her throbbing cunt. I could see dribbles of clear pussy juice dripping from her cunt. I didn’t hesitate, I had. “I need a bit of a rest. Can someone get me a soda?” she asked as she slumped back into the seat, leaving her blouse open and skirt nearly around her waist. Cheryl looked around, there were still a half dozen guys hanging around, ready to use whichever hole of hers she might offer them. Wolves circling for the kill.“Do you want me to suck and fuck some more of these cocks?” she asked me as I moved to the seat next to her. “And, swallowing more cum, and letting them pump their semen into my.