She wasn’t my blood-related Grandma though. My real Grandma died of lung cancer two years before Zach was born. I didn’t feel any emotion towards ...er death, but I knew my daddy was affected by it. Grandma Ida was just as tall as I am. Her face resembles that of Hillary Clinton. Her hair was white and her eyes brown. She wore a peach colored blouse with black pants.I said, smiling at her, “Hi Grandma!”She reached out to me for a hug, “You are gorgeous! Where did all this beautiful come. Don't ever bother me again, or you will kiss your hope of getting that tenure in Harvard Business School you've been dreaming of goodbye! If you dare to contact me in any way or form, I will tell the review board about our little relationship that both of us tried hard to cover up. There's nothing the school could do to me, but they would condemn you and get you fired from the job you love. So fuck off, you sick woman. You think a beautiful young, sexy woman like me could love a person like. As I licked and sucked her, she started moaning, and in a breathless voice she whispered to me, “Oh Yes Oh Yes Lick me. Eat my pussy baby.” I was only too happy to oblige her. I shoved my tongue all the way into her pussy and she gasped I reached my hand around that lovely ass and shoved a finger just barely inside. She must have liked it, be- cause I could feel her orgasm over take her, and fill my mouth with her sticky love juices. Just then we heard a knocking at the door it. Her smile grew wide as his mouth fell agape at the supple flesh now in front of him. A soft moan escaped his lips. Hungrily he leaned down, gently flicking a tongue over her nipple, squeezing her other breast with a hand just large enough to hold most of it. In his pants, he felt his hardening cock give a twitch. It longed too be touched. Not yet. Instead, he moved up, again pinning her hands on either side of her head, kissing her on the lips at first, then deeply, exploring her mouth with his.
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