She kept probing her twat while trying to get the right combination of people and places. She wanted to make sure that she was imagining just the righ... thing to make her twat juicy and hot for sex. Because she wanted to masturbate herself into a perfect orgasm. And she wanted to do all of this while standing in front of the mirror.But she gave up on the standing part. She sat down on the edge of the bed and sighed with relief. "I can still watch myself from here," she noted softly. "All I have. If you agree, why don’t I go and get them ready?” “ Hey Grandma, good idea. Better make it four or five, in case they break.” “ OK dear.” Zoe watched as her Grandma went out to the garden, humming as she went. Still there was something not quite right. Grandpa had phoned her a few days ago and said Grandma was acting strange, even smacked his bottom a few times. On further questioning it seems it did turn them both on, at least that is what Zoe reckoned form the sideways explanation Grandpa. After a few minute of that he felt he was going to cum but he wasn't ready so he took it out of her mouth, picked her up, and threw her on the bed. He tore off her panties like they were nothing and greedily moved between her legs. He started by lightly flicking his tongue over her clit teasing her and sending shivers down her spine. Then he moved down to her slit tasting her juices and loving every drop. she was so wet already he barely had to apply any force to slip two fingers inside her.. . Oh god! Oh my god it was. … . going. . . . in. . . . Fuck! No! Stop, OH JESUS, IT’S SLIDING IN!“Shnnnaaaama!” I tried to press against him, with no effort, my arms and legs felt like jello. I felt my body shake when his mushroom cap pushed passed my natural defenses and I felt my opening grip him under the cap. I closed my eyes, trying to gain control over my speech. I was almost out of time! This wasn’t how I planned my first time! I wanted it to be my husband, a tall dark handsome.