” Taking the lantern from Mr. Mendoza I led them around behind the line of bookshelves and waved my arm. “Look around all you want, I’ll try to ...nswer any questions you have, and then we’ll have some coffee.”I handed Mr. Mendoza the lantern again and he walked around the RV followed by the two ladies. I heard their gasp when they spotted the small mountain of gold nuggets piled on the cave floor off to the side. When they’d finished looking around, they rejoined me at the back of the. I certainly want to see you an grandma fuck and get involved myself if she will oblige"."Can't you just ask her?", I said naively, "can't you just say that you know what she did with me and that you want it to happen again with all three of us?"."I think we should learn from Peter.", she said, "lets get Grandma doing it again with you and then I can join in. That way she will be totally on heat and much more submissive to the situation. She won't have a chance to be embarrassed."I agreed with. And when she deemed us both ready, Adrienne lay back on the bed and began stripping off her clothing."Adrienne, what's going on?" I asked. The mood still felt weird. Adrienne still looked like she'd been crying for an hour, and it wasn't the most arousing sight.My girlfriend took a deep breath. "You said she wasn't bisexual. The woman's trying to get pregnant, Ben; I'm not going to force her into being with me. So that was the only way I could taste her." But ... don't we need to talk?"Adrienne. After a long while, Linda turned off at the freeway exit she had been looking for for the past few hours. Their journey continued along the road that would bring them to their hideaway, an old log cabin that had belonged to a lumberjack. The cabin was on the top of a cliff and from there you could see the summer campground below. As far as she could remember, the cabin was a pile of logs held in place by weathered beams and filled with musty old furniture. All kinds of junk had been left there,.