I kissed her toes, her legs, the inside of her thighs, slowly moving closer to her pussy. She smelled of flowers, it was driving me crazy. I part her ...egs and take a sniff, she smells heavenly. She was turned on and had started playing with her breasts, pinching her nipples. Her nipples were dark red and her breasts looked delicious. I couldn’t resist her anymore. I stood up and kissed her again.I took her breasts in my hands treating them like soft delicate glass orbs. Her tits are perky and. " "Don't worry Gran, we are going home now, the taxi should be here within minutes. I will look after you." We arrived home and Gran again staggered as she got out of the taxi. I held her arm after I had paid the fare and led her up the pathway. I unlocked the door and she almost fell in. I grabbed her, inadvertently grabbing a handful of her breasts at the same time. She wriggled under my hands but didn't pull away' "I think I better get you up to bed straight away Gran, I don't want you. I haven’t been back since that day. The layout was a little different than I remember it being, but overall it was still the same place. I started having flashbacks of that night, from the guy drawing the knife on Ashley, to us wrestling through tables trying to gain control over the other, even the image of me taking two bullets popped in my head. I felt like a soldier coming back from war who had PTSD since this was my first time actually coming back here since that day. I needed to occupy my. She was quick to notice that and without wasting a second, she pulled it out and held it in her hand.Immediately, she knelt and started sucking my erect cock. Oh God, I thought my wife gave great blowjobs but this Maharashtrian woman was an expert. She was licking the tip, sucking the head and taking it all in down to her throat.I needed to taste her so I pushed her on the bed and reached for her cunt with my mouth. It smelt a bit like dried fish (I love that smell) and tasted like the sea. I.