Carolyn moved forward so that her buttocks were just on the edge of the seat and she was slumped down. Belying the conservative outerwear, Carolyn was...'t wearing any panties. So Miranda got straight to work. She kissed up and down what were, already, wet lips and began to flick her tongue against the clitoral hood on every up stroke. Carolyn began to pant as Miranda pushed one finger inside her wet pussy and started to pump. A second finger soon joined the first one, and Miranda began to suck. ‘It’d better be something important, at THIS time of night…’! Bleary-eyed, I made my way downstairs, without switching on any lights - it was MY house, I knew where everything was – and opened the front door.As I did so I discovered two things I hadn’t previously known – one was that it was POURING with rain outside; and the other was that someone I had never seen before was now sprawled on my hall floor – evidently having been in the process of knocking again just as I opened the door.There. She was facing me, and there was what felt like a ton of debris on my back. My back was now in shooting pain, and it was taking all of my strength to stay like that. My legs were trapped and I couldn't move them an inch. Our flashlights were gone, and my eyes adjusted after the quake stopped, so I could see Emma's face."Cyrus!" Emma cried out. "Are you alright?" She asked.I struggled to find the strength to acknowledge her. I opened my mouth, only for another quake to hit, knocking me down on. She pulled on her nightshirt until her boobs were exposed in the dark of the bedroom with only the TV on as light."Give me your hand." She said. "I want to show you how to touch them." I was so nervous. Granny was actually taking the time with me to not fail with a woman."I want you to gently rub on my boobs, and rub the skin and love on it. Not too soft, but not too firm." She said. "As you do that, suck on my nipple. Most women like that."I did as she said. I used my left hand to basically.