Grampa smiles and answers, “I’m going to use my tongue to show you how you can cum without me using my fingers.”I smile back and answer, “Oooo... my, with your tongue? I cannot wait to see that happen!”Grampa resumes playing with my pussy, opening it up once more. He ran his tongue all over it, even inside the hole.I start to shake, and shove my pussy into his face while squealing, “Ooooooh Grampa that feels good, keep it up!”He continues to lick my whole pussy, and then Gramps flicks his tongue. You look up as you let his cock come free. Now dripping wet you look up and him. “Take me, take me and don’t leave me until I am tired and wet.” He just look down at you and with smirk he replies, “yes, ma’am.” He pulls you up and pushes you on the bed, your hands and knees barely able to get you into doggie as he positions himself behind you on the bed. His thick cock stretches you tightly. It’s bigger than it felt in your mouth. You grunt as he pushes it to his hips. Your head leans back in. Vanessa her name was, was really getting along with me, we talked alot and she was flirting alot with me, occaisionally rubbing my theighs and offering a massage on my back. she was abit high but i wasnt, i just relxed in the sun/shade whilst she gave ma back a massage. then it was my turn, whilst i was massaging her i slowly worked my way down from the back of her neck (she was lying on her tummy) to her legs. when i got to the ass bit id slow down and coress her cheeks together and give them. Brendan couldn't decide whether to moan in frustration at the delay or celebrate another moment's respite from his interview with someone's secretary's uncle who had a shady business.The bridge was looking better and better, as was the idea of throwing himself in front of a freight train. He seriously questioned whether he had crossed the line from dark humor to ... something else.Vince nudged him with his right elbow and pointed at the sign that read Upholstery and Restoration."White man will.