I had sent the baby and nanny Consuela with her small daughter upstate to live with my cousins coming to the rescue like they had several times before...It had been only two weeks since my Uncle Joe was eliminated by a similar car bomb right as he was crossing over the Brooklyn Bridge with his driver and Malcolm taking notes about the pricks convicted in court in the “Dirty Cop” trial. There were a total of eleven defendants in the trial. I know that sounds like a lot of cops but the simple truth. I stared for a long minute, listening to him moan, his insistent sniffing at the cheesy crotch panel of my filthy hose and then noticed around his cock, he was using another pair to jerk off with."Fuck me, Grandma, it smells so fucking bad, so fucking hot," he groaned, furiously fisting his rather smallish pecker.I was pissed at first, pulling back to lean against the wall and wonder what my next move would be. Then I found myself yielding to excitement, my pussy moistening in the dark. “I don’t. Why?”“Then who’s making dinner?”“Well, I am, of course. Anything in particular you’d like?”“You cook?” she asked, astonished.I gave her a peeved look. “Yes, I cook! I’ll have you know I took two years of home ec at Towsontown Junior High! I was an honors graduate of their fine dining tradition!”She started laughing at me. “I don’t know what’s funnier, that you can cook or that you took home ec. You really took home economics?”I held my hand up and made the Scout Sign. “Would I lie?. All of the girls I've been with, with the exception of one, have all been smaller than me.I'd like to see, just once, a girl not be afraid to smack me around, force me to kneel in front of her as she grinds my face into the ground with her heel. A paddle, a whip, riding crop, or other such tools. I'm not afraid to be smacked around and abused. I want a girl who's about half my size force me to call her "Mistress" as I lick her pussy clean. To call me a dirty dog and lower than dirt as she draws.