I tried to stand, but my leg simply buckled beneath me, and I landed back on my arse. Fortunately by then the excruciating pain had subsided to an ago...ising ache.I spied a park bench about 20 yards along the path and crawled over to it, dragging my leg as if it was broken. I managed to heave myself up onto the bench, and then must have passed out because I came to in grey daylight, with a wispy, freezing, fog enveloping me.Although it was only early October the country had been experiencing. Aunt Rose was moaning loudly and bucking her hips in sync with my thrusts. 'Oh you darling boy … my nephew is fucking me and I can’t stop cumming’. Having cum so intensely earlier I was able to hold back my own release and really savour the experience. The feel of her breasts squashed against my chest, the heady smell of her, the sublime sensation of my swollen cock gripped by her vaginal muscles and her moans of pleasure were bringing me ever closer. The gaps between her orgasms had now. She paused a moment at the door before ringing the bell.“You didn’t have to ring the doorbell, June,” Alice said as she opened the door with a smile on her face. “You could have just walked in and said hello. After all, we were expecting you around this time.”“Well, I didn’t want you to think I was rude by just walking into your place,” June answered sheepishly.“Nonsense!” Alice exclaimed. “You’re welcome here at any time. Anyway, I’m glad you could get off early. That’ll give us plenty of time. The silent voice in Jill’s head answering the verbal abuse her foul-mouthed grandson was whispering in her ear. She agreed with him that she was a whore, his slut, his to call and use whenever he wished, his sex slave. Her whole body shook as she felt her ass being pumped full by the thick creamy enema. She pushed back onto the thick member that was embedded in her ass forcing the spurting head deep within her bowels. The climaxing gran pinched her throbbing clit as she felt nails dig deep into.