I wasn’t old. I was still beautiful. I still had a fit body.I still had desires.Flashes of James, my fifteen-year-old son, dashed through my mind, m...mories of seeing him shirtless, his body toned, athletic, rippling with developing muscles. The incestuous lust, triggered by my pregnant patient Cheryl Elliston, fired through my body.No, I was way too young to be a grandmother.I stumbled down the stairs, moving in a daze. Noise came from the dining room. I vaguely remembered dropping off Chinese. You might wanna put that back on," and kind of pointed to her chest. I was staring right at her boobs, as her top had fallen in the water.She looked at me, giggled, and threw it on the deck. I was shocked."What the hell are you doing?" I said.She just laughed. "Come on dude. You've seen boobs. The fence is big enough. Nobody is gonna see. Chill." and laughed.Allison looked at her, looked at me, and laughed. And then she untied her top and threw it on the deck."Boobs. Let's everyone show our. The energy electrified the room and it was becoming harder and harder to resist her. Her hips ground with purpose, on my now, very hard cock, and at that moment I wanted nothing more than to pump her tight little cunt full of my fertile seed.“Please,” she begged against my ear, “I need your baby inside of me.”It was all I could take, I gripped her, under her thighs, stood up, and carried her off to the bedroom.We crashed onto the bed, her legs still wrapped around me, and I saw a look of pure. She was short but in the perfect figure, with thick black long hair.It was that sexy curves and long hair which turned me on that early morning. That very moment made me go on the terrace every day just to watch those sexy moves and curvy figure. One fine evening I was watching TV in our living room. The door bell rang and when I opened the door to my surprise I saw the same yoga girl. I was delighted and welcomed her inside. She wanted to start newspaper and milk so she had come asking for.