It was October of 2016 and the now 71 year old grandpa came to my house, he told me that he is ready. He is very tan, has white hair, strong veiny han...s, has a white haired chest, he has a lot of wrinkles on his face, he has wrinkles all over his body, he is very manly looking, he looks like a real man. He wore a light brown jacket, light brown pants, and a white dress shirt with black stripes. As soon as I closed the door he grabbed me between my legs. He started grabbing my ass, he was. She didn't know why but she wanted him to spank her hard.Jordan obliged by increasing the intensity of his smacks. She wiggled and fretted and her pants slid further down her legs, "You really expect this to teach me?" She managed as she squirmed.Jordan could hardly believe that she kept asking for more. Finally his hand was on fire so he knew it was time to change tactics. He stood up and pulled her off his lap and then he reached over and yanked her sweater and bra off in one fell swoop. He. Cindy and I needed to get some practice in for our new set. We’d record at Joan’s mother’s house next weekend and release it to patrons on the twenty-third. We’d decided to play this set from music when we recorded rather than from memory. We needed memory freed up for important things, like the concert tour in December. By late afternoon, those of us who had been wearing clothes had lost them and we were all relaxing and cuddling in the sunroom. I loved the sight of my eight beautiful. She could still taste Greg on her lips. Her mind was awhirl with fantasies of what they could do to one another, where and how it would feel. Her hand crept across her flat stomach and eased underneath her panties. Her fingertips caressed the close cropped rectangle of hair she’d trimmed just yesterday in anticipation of this past evening. When her finger tapped her clit, she felt a tingle and closed her eyes. “Mmmm,” she moaned to herself. Her finger descended and parted her lips. She was.