I change the rocking of my hips to making a wide circle, pressing my cock against her mound. Her head falls back, her passion-laden eyes staring up at...my face. I lower my head to brush soft kisses over her lips. Her head follows mine when I pull away, trying to capture my lips. It's all about the tease. The music changes, getting more aggressive. Our tempo picks up with the change in music. Our breath is coming faster, harsher. The music changes again, we've drifted towards the wall. I push her. I want to fuck your tits. he said. She smiled without saying another word. She wrapped both of her enormous and perfectly shaped breasts around his erect cock, sliding them back and forth along his length. He grabbed her shoulders, using them as leverage to slide his cock back and forth. She leaned over, catching the head of his cock with her tongue each time he exited her cleavage. Now it is my turn for some fun She said with a lusty grin. She pulled him to the floor before climbing on top of. . Perhaps you're right, I find myself crying too. Tom was a perfect grandfather to me. Today would have been his birthday. He would have been eighty- one... "I know..." I remember on a Jumpstart portage before the plague, I was watching TV with him one evening in Cider Junction. He told me I could always remember he was a true American, because he was born on the fourth of July..." Ha! That sounds just like him! I remember Tom and Ellen used to drive us to see the fireworks, when my family was. “OH YES! That’s IT!” she went on.In no time at all, her tiny body shuddered and shook uncontrollably, as the old man held onto her firm ass cheeks and licked her spasming cunt to a frothing orgasm. As she began to calm down some, he pushed her folded legs back further, exposing her brown eye to his probing tongue. He circled her hot spot with the tip of his masterful tongue, as she wiggled her hips involuntarily. He shot his stiff tongue in and out of her forbidden entrance, then gripped.