He sticks the book back on the shelf and turns so he can bury his nose in my hair. That’s all it takes. He shoves his pile onto the shelf and taking...my face in both hands, kisses me deeply, his tongue seeking mine. I put my own books on the shelf and press my body tight against his. I can feel his cock already pushing eagerly against the front of his jeans. I run my knuckles over the bulge and he gasps, pulling his tongue out of my mouth.“We can’t, not here,” he whispers, his glasses almost. “So, let me understand this,” Uncle John said. “The studio was going to shortchange the women, and you agreed to do this group thing so they’d be paid more.”“It was significant. I was going to be paid twice as much as they were,” I said.“I think you can work this out without breaking your word,” Grandma Dawson said. “If you can guarantee them they’ll make at least what they would’ve with the original deal, would they be okay if you ended up making more? I think they’re worried that without you. She leant forward and kissed him gently on the lips...drew back and smiled down at him.He became aware of her using thumb and finger to encircle and grip his cock and balls and her grip tightened as she smiled on...She smiled on as her grip tightened.His blood was fighting her as she held tight.Despite her efforts his cock was swelling and engorging.In an instant she released her grip and slapped his cock hard, circling and gripping it and his balls again immediately afterwards.He was shocked. Some splashed on her nose, on her eyelid, and on the tip of her tongue as she attempted to taste it directly from the source. As the spurts became dribbles and ran down the side toward his pubic hair, he pushed her head back down allowed the young teen to gobble up the rest of the baby-making cream. She licked and swirled it around in her cheeks before he let go of her hair. When she sat up, Larry saw the results of his explosion. The little girl in the passenger seat looked disheveled with.