Fuck me, please grandad, fuck me."I didn't. I went into the kitchen and took a bottle of oil from a cupboard.I returned to my granddaughter and climbe... above her into the 69 position, got my arms between her legs then forced her legs upwards and backwards which gave me a wonderful view of, and easy access to, her sex and anus.Opening the bottle, I poured a small amount of olive oil onto her anal ring. I closed and then toss the bottle onto a chair. Once again, I lowered my mouth to her slit and. The bar was half-full, hostesses circulating between the tables, the clientele less formally dressed than in the week. As we sat down in the booth I was once again aware that we were being furtively watched by almost everyone. A hostess appeared with orange-juice, gin and tonic, and another packet of Fortuna with another Zippo.'What's with the Zippo's, Agustín?' He smiled faintly.'Because we've got class. Thank you for saying that to Juan. It wasn't something I could have done.' Juan? He was. I love it that you spend so much time staying healthy. Not only does it keep you young, but it makes me so hot feeling your strong, lean body when we make love. After 20 years of marriage I still get butterflies thinking about you.For me the week had the usual busy work schedule… a little stress with a client, a quick trip out of town. It was a routinely exhausting week. I was tired.So it didn’t register when I saw you coming to bed in that green nightie with white polka dots. I know you so. “What the hell?” he said nothing, just unzipped my jeans and slipped his hand inside my boxers. He tried to take out my cock (by this time it was hard), but he couldn’t. I stopped the car – I’m sorry, I’m sorry he replied.I was quite shocked, but couldn’t take my eyes of the fat bird in the porno so my cock was still throbbing. I took it out of my jeans and he was very complimentary. I’ve been blessed in that department, a modest 8 inches. He tried to explain that he was drunk and that he had.