His wife to be, Monique, was lovely in her white dress. It covered her feet and the train was eight feet long. The bodice scooped low exposing the top... of her breasts.Months passed and before long, I was a Grandpa. It wasn't my first, mind you, but still she was great. Over the next few weeks, I was a constant visitor. At first, I was afraid I was overstepping my limits but Monique soon still those thoughts. She never failed to greet me with a hug and kiss to my cheek.I have always had this. He is late to the lesson by a couple of minutes and we only stay on topic for about sixty seconds before he goes of on a long winded tangent about football, and in the small dimly lit lab I am able to relax, if just a little. Eventually he gets back to the point and hands out a number of glass prisms, someone draws the curtains and we are plunged into darkness, except for a couple of torch beams. I'm not so surprised that these have been turned on me and I look down to find fragments of my skin. I still had not asked where I would be sleeping and presumed it would be in the front seats of the truck. At seven, I offered to pay for his dinner as a thank you gesture. He was rather impressed by my offer, and after we again entered the diner we were soon enjoying a very good cheese burger with fries. His table manners were appalling, but not out of place in this establishment.Back in the truck, we sat on his bed enjoying beers which he supplied from his bar fridge. Not long after he said. He was all ready for mounting her and he placed the tip of his hard pulsating cock at the entrance of her pussy and gave a push. She was already wet and the hard cock easily went in. I told him to go slow and not hurry. He was giving her slow long strokes and I could see her enjoying his cock deep inside her. I was fondling her boobs and it was great fun watching Shawn drive her crazy with his slow long strokes. " She loves to be held with great force while the cock pounds her inner depths." I.