I crossed the floor to her and pushing her hair aside, I kissed her cheek and then her neck. Her head tilted to one side to accommodate my kisses and ... explored her with my lips.“How was your day love?” I whispered.“Mmmm better now,” came her breathless reply.I reached down and took her hands in mine. Very slowly and deliberately I turned them over and kissed the palms. Taking my time, I kissed the backs of them as well before pressing one against my cheek and returning them to her side. I. I told her I didn't want to go out with her and any of her boyfriends. I tried it once and it was too uncomfortable. It made her smile; I know she thought of it as me being protective of her but the truth be known, I was jealous.I would hug and kiss her friends in a playful manner. The kisses were only on the cheek even though I knew her friends wanted more. I don't know how many times I told them to come back when they were eighteen, and everyone would laugh.One evening, it was about midnight. Yuma was excited, his hard cock pushing his bermuda shorts, he sat on the bed and touched her tits. My granny moaned so he went under the blankets, on my granny, kissing her huge tits and breathing loudly. After a few seconds he was fucking her hard, we got excited and I put my hand into Nick’s pants, stroking his cock. Nick didn’t react, he let me do, I was on and looking at Yuma I saw that he has pulled away the blankets, my granny’s boobs were trembing on both sides of the bed under Yuma’s. She smiled wryly to see the possessive manner in which Chris' hand cupped Cathy's delicious ass and wondered for the hundredth time at least how she was going to manage getting her nose into Cathy's all-American pussy."Oh, that feels good," Cathy purred. Her cut-offs were down to her knees, and Chris was sliding him hand back and forth through the silky hairs of her snatch, teasing and tickling the insides of her upper thighs and doing strange, wonderful thing to the mouth of her warm, wet.