So now that I do have your attention, perhaps you'd be happy enough to wander along this path a little further with me. I do promise that by the end t...ere will be a beautiful woman and sexual escapades, so we do both have that to look forward to.Not the nightclub tartlet, all trout lips and trowelled makeup, swaying seduction less soaked in alcohol. Not the Kardashianite wannabe, with her squat swollen arse and Instagram fakery. Not the bimbo, shrink-wrapped into her dress with her breasts. Beth pulled up the covers and Mom laughed saying, “I’ve see you both naked and you both have seen me naked. Why are you so shy now?”Beth said, “Because we had sex and his cum is leaking out of my pussy.”Mom handed her a warm wet washcloth and said, “Well then clean yourself up. That is unless you want me to do it for you. I can use the washcloth or I can use my mouth to get you clean.”Beth looked at me, then she looked at my mother. She was figuring something out in her head then all of a. "Cynthia asked if there was something stronger than tea in the house. She needed whiskey or brandy or both. Whiskey was found and Cynthia and Robert had a good measure. Rosalind had a generous gin."Anything else you want to tell me?" Well we are all naturists and Cyn developed a liking for weed later in life".Cynthia decided she had gone mad and had lost any sense she ever had, but she was here now and had to get on with it. "So what now?"Robert offered to show her around the house and estate. They both seemed to be enjoying the sex and I wondered how long this had been going on since the boy was so young.“I’m coming,” the grandfather suddenly cried out. “I’m coming in your ass boy.”He closed his eyes and leaned back, pushing his cock as deep into the boy as he could while he spewed hot come deep up into the boy’s canal. I couldn’t hold out any longer after watching the two of them and I started spurting my hot liquid into the boy’s mouth and down his throat. He swallowed and.