I will never let them find out any different.That next week drug by slower than ever, I couldn't wait to have his cock inside me again.Unfortunately t...at day would never come. During the week my Grampa passed away and although I was sad I would always have the memory of making love to him making him happy.I'm a grown woman now, and Grampa's memories were still strong and fuel many masturbation sessions. I met a man on line 35 years older than myself that agreed to fill my fantasy. He would play. Now you gain a proper appreciation of the softness and pliability of her gloriously rounded bum cheeks. You get rougher, grabbing handfuls of warm, slightly-wobbly flesh and messing up the alignment of her knickers. You press your fingers between her cheeks, pushing her panties into the depths of her arse crack, and slide your fingers down deeper until you can feel the folds of her cunt through the thin material. She sighs gently as you rub her slit back and forth, pressing her panties between. “Happy now. Happy now that you and Jill have got your victory. My admission of guilt.”“Oh no,” she teased. “This admission is just for me, darling. Tomorrow you’ll have to go through the same confession with your beloved better half.”Riley’s face softened and she seemed to see enough defeat in my face that she took pity on me. “Okay, Dave. I’ve had my fun. Know you can have your fun. I’ll take the phone upstairs and place it so you can watch Jill having her fun.”With that she winked, got up and. ”“Hmm ... and she ought to be a point west of north to make Dublin, wouldn’t you say?”“Aye, sir. What do you think she’s up to, sir?”“I don’t know, Number One.”Captain Fitzherbert made a decision.“Bring the ship round, we’ll shadow her. May be nothing, but it won’t hurt.”‘Moonfleet’ was by now just visible against the afterglow, whilst from ‘Moonfleet’ Swallow had disappeared into the gathering of what would be a dark night.Just after midnight ‘Moonfleet’ was hove to a couple of miles off the.