’ Jack decided to take a chance. ‘Do you have other hidden talents Mrs Barrington?’ A fully audible giggle this time, then an embarrassed silen...e. ‘So could you please spend a bit more time with me. I can see that you really know what you are doing. Painting really is my passion.’ Jack appeared to be considering this for some time. ‘One condition,’ he said, enjoying Frances’ suspense. ‘Can we get past this Mr Webster and Mrs Barrington way of talking?’ She smiled and held out her hand. ‘Hello. ", I tell her. She puts her hand on my thigh and says "I love you, grandma!", and gives me a kiss on the cheek.I continue to tell her how I feel grandpa's cock jerk inside me and I reach down and feel his balls an give then a tickle. For some unknown reason at this time of our love making, I will take my fingers that were on my pussy and bring them to my nose and smell myself! Please realize, Julie, that smells play a big role in sex, and a smell of sex will sometimes take you over the edge. . After an hour or so we was all getting tired and i shouted to mick, "hope youve finished wanking, im coming into the tent", there was no reply so i said to the others, he must be asleep.i got undressed down to my boxers an climbed into my sleeping bag, couldnt really tell if mick was awake as it was so dark and still. after a couple of minutes one of the girls shouted "is mick still wankin??" i said id check...the girls giggled an then it went quiet. suddonely i could feel,hear a movement from. Then she began a rapidly accelerating slide toward her climax.She had been cradling me with her left arm, but this had driftedbehind her head. Her other hand, which had been milking me, wasdrawn to her lips in a fist that tensed until her knuckles grewwhite. Her head craned farther back, her neck stiffened. And asshe always did when her excitement heightened unbearably, she heldher breath, letting it out and in with a single, delicate gasp andholding it again. Then I felt her clitoris swell;.