He didn't orgasm every time but it still felt good. Since his wife had passed two years ago masturbating was as close to having sex as it got for him....e stopped squeezing his cock when he heard a thump in the hallway. Chrissy was up. His seventeen years old granddaughter Chrissy was spending the weekend with her 'Gramps' while her mother spent a weekend away with her boyfriend.Through the closed door he heard Chrissy. "Gramps, you up?" Yes." Gramps responded pulling his hand from inside his. We are moving, but nothing is really moving at all, just the scenery. Still, won't be long now, my nose tells me the end is quite close." Thank fuck for that." She shrugged her shoulders angrily and started forward. Only a few minutes later, the quality of light noticeably began to change. Instead of the phosphorous green half-light, shadows started to become more defined and the air seemed cooler.Then, suddenly, they were on a ledge overlooking a green and verdant valley. Sunlight streamed. Like she was an erotic secret only I had the brains (and sexual desire) to discover. Soon class ended but the stirring in my loins didn't. I came back to the classroom on my lunch break and luckily found it empty except for Mrs. Heck who sat at the desk reading. I excused myself and told her that I had left something in the class. She listened then went back to reading the book. I pretended to search and after a few minutes, got down in front of the desk where the tiny gap between it and the. But the interesting thing was that she had taken a couple of sheer bikini’s which were see through to an extent and rarely used in Indian beaches. She had an eye for attention at the beach. Two backpacks were all they carried.Soon they left for Coorg from Kochin at night. Was a 10-hour journey and had to cover a distance. Anandu was riding. After a few hours of journey, they left the town and reached the calmness of villages and small forests and isolated areas. Anandu stopped at a tea stall.