"Umm, what?"Her grandmother took a deep breath, and then stared into Steph's eyes. "I am going to die. After I die, I want you to do something for me....There was something about the way she said this. It reminded Steph of that feeling of doom she'd had as she walked in. Whatever her grandmother wanted her to do, it was going to be big, she could tell that much. But the next thing her grandma said left her completely shocked."Dear, you're not a virgin are you?"Steph was so stunned with this. As i think about this i start to get harder and harder. by now, there is no way i can hide my stiff cock as it pulls the thin fabric of my running shorts up into a tent, exposing part of the shaft and my balls. as i finish my set, and sit up, i notice that rachel is still doing back extensions, and smiling at me. i sit for a while, a little afraid to stand up, but excited that she can still see my stiff cock, and was obviously enjoying it. i catch a few nice views of her small but very nice. "The male visitor found himself in a narrow, short seated armchair withhis back to the door. He was at one end of the company but in themiddle, and unlike the white chairs around him, his was pink, in asatinised material that had a vague feel of leather to it that waspleasant to the touch. A little behind him sat Miss Forceman, while onhis other side was Doctor Harding whose short skirt showed her stockingtops and suspender clips."Here we are, Mr Johnson," said Miss Hidebotham with a. This took about an hour. They glanced back towards the dining room and would have seen Mrs V sat there in her sexy underwear.Mrs V got up and opened the patio doors "cup of tea lads" she shouted to the gardeners. They turned around and their jaws dropped to the floor. Mrs V looked amazing. She went and made two cups of tea and gave them to the gardeners. She noticed a tell tale swelling in their jeans. Both had a semi hard on. Mrs V turned and went back to the kitchen. Mr V was also there. His.