Who’da thunk it? Here I was, a great grandfather, shacked up with a pregnant girl my granddaughter’s age. I hadn’t had pregnant pussy for 50 yea...s, at least. And, in spite of the huge age difference, we were falling in love with each other.Her sex drive fluctuated a lot as her gestation proceeded. When I wasn’t enough she hooked up with one of her previous lovers. At my request she brought him to our house part of the time and I got to watch my first live sex. That did resuscitate my willy for. What a lucky boy I am to have the hottest mom in the world! Oh, that’s enough, ma, you have got your motherfucking son ready to plow your ass.”He instructed me to get on all fours on the bed and placed a pillow below my breasts to make it comfortable and so that my ass looked up at the ceiling. Then he walked in front of my face and told me to put up my palms. I obeyed all his commands like a slave girl.He poured a generous amount of almond oil on my palms and directed me to massage his. Her undies were a little damp from her naughty thoughts and she felt Sampson’s head start to wetly work its way underneath right at the panty-line.The sly dog was snaking his educated tongue up under her dampened panties and slowly stroked its wetness along her softly curling pussy hair all the way to the rear and right up into her back door crevice.“Ooohh ... that’s a bad doggy. No fair licking me there, boy. I like it too much and it makes me want to be a bad girl.”All of a sudden, she was. Jake left me kneeling there until the show he was watching ended then stood up and grabbed me by the hair telling me to crawl around and give him a tour of the house. He kept his strong grip on my hair as he let me crawling toward the kitchen. He told me things he wanted me to say as we reached each room and with a quivering voice I complied.“This is the kitchen master where I’d love to suck your cock”. He laughed and moved on to the next room. “This is the dining room master where I’d be.