She knelt down and planted a kiss on it and I was struck by a lightning, every move she made she used to look at me to see my expressions, and I was s...ueezing her right boob over the bra and with my left hand was holding her shoulder.She removed my boxers down and stood up and kissed me deeply and with her left hand was playing with my hair and her right hand was on my dick holding it, I too put my left hand on her panty and was feeling her vagina, she moanedAnd I unclipped her lacy bar from. Knowing Kathy, I was sure she'd find a way to adapt this situation into some sort of suitable role-playing experience.The next house on our route was owned by a young widow, Anne-Marie Montoya, a pretty but mousey looking dark haired brunette in her mid-thirties, who had two rather delightful children, a late teenage daughter in high school called Kristin, and a son a few years younger named James. I'd seen both of the youngsters out and about several times and James in particular had shown an. As Grandma Baker pointed out, it was very definitely a case of 'a rose seated between two thorns'.Jen purred at the compliment, but Grandma then blew it by asking why a beautiful young girl like Jen hadn't brought a boyfriend home for Christmas. Mum quickly jumped in and rescued Jen by saying that she hadn't yet found a lad worth introducing to her grandparents, and got a very grateful smile from Jen.Not that Mum's intervention stopped Grandma in her tracks. Not much prevented Grandma from. She relaxed her throat muscles, concentrating, and suddenly his cock sank past her throat barrier about 2/3 of the way in. Kristin let out a shocked gasp, noticing the way Kellie’s throat bulged at the massive invading cock in her mouth and throat. “Jesus Christ… how??”, Kristin whispered to herself. Kellie removed the cock from her throat, slurping up the saliva from her throat while keeping eye contact with her sister. “It feels amazing. I’ll teach you later if you want. I think he’s about to.