...i am going to teach you bitches a lesson you will not forget. Lesley pulled us up by our hair so Claire and i were facing each other she said dont ...ou dare fuckin move ...there was no way we would we were to scared to budge...Lesley returned with some rope and tied out waist's together so our hips were pressing into eachother's next out hair was put into a pony tail each and tied tightly..Claire was the first to feel something ...we were facing eachother and all of a sudden i felt her rise. They were at this game for some time until mom lost all her patience and sticked her mouth on to grandpa's and sucked out all of his goo in a very tight smooch. I was so caught up and engrossed watching their dirty saliva sharing that i missed my mom guiding grandpa's thick sulli(cock) into her pooku(pussy). So by the time they ended their saliva games, gandpa was slowly humping into her in missionary style.He slowly increased his pace of humping as mom wore a dazed look clearly enjoying his. .I felt weird even talking to Robert about personal items but as the weeks past we became closer and closer.As I watched him working out one day I actually imagined what he would look like naked. I felt so naughty just thinking about him in that way.... His huge biceps were as wide as my thighs and at 6'5" he towered over my 5'5" frame. I wanted to be faithful to my husband but I figured as long as my naughty thoughts were just in my head I wasn't doing anything that could be considered. It doesn’t matter. Suddenly she took over. Oh Lord… I hadn’t heard anyone play cello like that in a while, certainly not in a gig at a gallery. I could almost feel the throb coming off the body, and then I watched her and saw how she worked it, how her left hand was almost a blur as it went up and down the neck, how she held it between her knees like she was pleasuring it, how her back and neck adjusted to the notes and rhythms, and how she moved her ass on her stool. That’s what did it. Her.