We went where he wanted to go, watched whatever movies he wanted to see. We spent a lot of time in my basement wrestling. I took pride in the minute o... two that I held my own with him. But eventually I would tire and he would twist me like a pretzel into odd contortions, designed always for the big squeeze. I would wiggle and squirm helplessly while he teased me with little whispered insults. He would ask me if it was tight enough. "No?" he'd say, "Here, have some more." It was a game in which. I always had a great pleasure sucking Barbra's tits so taking a breast in each hand and caressing them i started sucking her left breast her nipples were already hard so not wanting to neglect the other one I sucked o the right nipple. With my hands wrapped around Barbra's tits and sucking each nipple in turn she grabbed my already hard cock and move into a position were in was at the entrance to her very wet pussy.She then said come on put it up me I need to be fucked so I teasingly slid my. She played to him, a sex kitten, a cum slut. The mask she hid behind felt thrilling. “Come fuck me,” she commanded. “Come fuck my tight ass.”His growl turned to a rumble, like something large and unknown pulled from oceanic depths. He slapped his hard length against her ass.“I need your cock,” begged Lena. She arched her back, presenting her ass. She sunk fingers into both her holes, crying out like a bobcat in heat, her cries doubling as his tongue lapped her fingers, and soon he was biting at. He went back to reading the iPad and muttered to himself, “We’d have to be careful not to show that we already know more than we should. It would need delicate handling...”It took Grandpa a little while to convince himself, then suddenly came out with: “This is a good idea. I’ll get it started.”Somehow I thought there would be more fanfare, but ‘I’ll get it started’ was all I got. It might make a difference to people further down the line, but for now, it was just a two-minute conversation that.