He grabbed the woman's head and pulled it to him as he exploded, she gagged as she fought to swallow his cum, "Wow, Grandma! You're good at that, does...it taste good?" she let his cock slip from her mouth, a trail of cum ran down her chin, "Yes, Baby, it tastes good," she was lying, she hated the taste of cum, but didn't want him to hurt her granddaughter, "Grandma has some on her chin, why don't you see for yourself?" Blanche started to protest, but saw the look in his eyes, the little girl. After watching the movie we went straight home. I dropped her and went to my friend’s room to hand over the bike and while returning I bought flowers for her as I wanted to see her with flowers. I went home at 7 pm and mom was busy preparing the dinner. I went to take bath and came back with the flowers in my hand. She saw that I was hiding some thing at the back and she asked me what it was. I showed her and said I want to see you with the flowers in your hair mom. She smiled at me and took. I started sweating profusely as I saw how sharp the tip was. My son then switched the bit to a duller one, much to my relief. Bill was now plucking my nipples between his fingers and saying into my ear, “You’re going to get it, Bernie, you are going to get it deep!” My son licked his lips and positioned the drill bit over my belly button opening. He pushed the button. “Back when I was in high school Chris Brown came out with a song called ‘Wet The Bed’. Mr. D is going to help your thick cock. And we hugged immediately. We kissed passionately. Smooches. I caressed her trunk. She caressed my back. Then I laid her on the desk.She: You love me so much Vinith?Me: Yes. Love your very much Anu.She: No. You are lying.Me: No baby. I am true. I love you. What you want me to do to prove my love.She: You have done enough to prove your love. I believe you, baby. Go ahead.Me: What shall I do?She: Lick my pussy. They are waiting for your hot saliva. I want to feel your mustache on it.Me: Sure.