" Oh, Grandma!" I was so happy that I started to cry.All those years of fear and humiliation and stifled desire, all thoseyears of sneaking behind my ...arents' backs, all my anger at my parentsand myself - it all began to flow out of me, and I felt a twisted mix ofrelief and sadness. Grandma wisely said nothing. She navigated thewinding, tree-lined local roads, and at last I recognized her beautifulhouse near the end of the street. Grandma pressed a remote, a garagedoor opened and we pulled. Tearing her mouth from his, she gasped, her breath coming in raspy rushes. He gazed up at her, licking the traces of come from his lips. His fingers pulled the nylon band aside and slushed into the oozing hole it covered. He stirred her cunt, rolling her clit and driving his fingers deep inside her molten cunt. He pulled his dripping fingers from her crotch and out from under her skirt. Looking into her passion glazed eyes, he lifted his coated fingers to his mouth and licked the cunt juice. I get out of bed and pull on my see-through nighty, everything must show, the whiteness of my flawless skin, nude and inviting, as I walk in front, back up the stairs in front of this man, staring at my buttocks and thigh gap, what man could resist that sight. I put my hand between my thighs, my wetness tells me my body is game for another cock, my ninth this month, I sigh, will my periods come this month, or will my belly swell at last, finally fertilized, succumbed to the super sperm of a man. " And what have you planned for the rest of this day?"Ellen grinned at him, an impish grin."I was thinking of a repeat performance of this morning." Sounds like a plan," Henry seconded after what seemed to be some careful thought.They skipped lunch that day, in fact they never left the bed until it was time to shower and get dressed.Even that took a bit longer because Henry insisted on making sure Ellen was clean. Everywhere. She reciprocated and they arrived at Eileen Simmons' flat a half hour.