“Do you want Granny to suck it, sweetie?” she asked Henry in a low voice, raising her face to see his, taking in his reaction and smiling salaciou...ly.“Oh, hell, yeah!” Henry whooped excitedly, thrilled at the thought of her mouth on his pecker. “Fucking A!”“I’m excited too, baby,” June informed him, momentarily taking her hand off his pecker to reach over and lock the bathroom door. “Now, where were we? Oh, yeah. I was going to suck your big fucker, wasn’t I? Granny was going to suck on your. ’ ‘You’re right again,’ he said, ‘though that means that they are not trying to make wine for my taste. I’m not interested. Let’s find another winery to visit.’ ‘Fine by me. I don’t want to stand here and argue with you.’ On that note, we left. Nearby on Main Street, there was a wine shop and supply store. In many ways it resembled a family hardware that, by chance, carried wine and supplies. In the back of the shop, the owner claimed to have a bottle of wine from every state in the United. Turn her over and thunder fuck this little lamb till she squeals, my devil was roaring.“This is so good!” Darcy was saying.Shit! I didn’t even know she had returned. But luckily, she was standing by the parents. I tucked my throbbing cock back into my pants anyway. Nina pulled her shirt back down over her wet pussy. We sighed. We looked at each other. We giggled.But there was a glint in our eyes. Cupid’s arrow had hit its mark with us, I think. The surprise oral sex we had a week ago was. A few moments later I shift the thin lace of her knickers to one side and hold them out of the way with my hand. Her smooth skin is slick with silk and even warmer than before and my fingers rub easily over the soft skin of her labia and clit. I tease her, intentionally pressing too lightly for her complete satisfaction but hard enough to raise her tension. Her back starts to arch slightly attempting to push harder against me but I am careful to allow just enough press to gather a moreish.