I was all about the magazine. I cracked it open intent on reading and looking at every page cover to cover. Each page got me more and more aroused. Re...ular people with their amateur pics of themselves fucking and sucking, spreading and bedding various people. It was exquisite. Every time I came across a listing for someone in New York my cock got a little bit harder. I stroked and read stroked and read. I got all the way to a section describing how to submit pics for and ad and almost lost it. If that was the case I'd wait until she had left the house then slip downstairs and turn on the computer spending some quality time alone with 'the ladies' as I used to call them. In my horny state it wouldn't take too long to stroke myself to a very happy ending; usually imagining sniffing their panties and tonguing their moist fannies - but I digress!Most times she was home and in bed. I could see her face in the mirrored wardrobe doors and I knew she was watching me undress and I could see. Now you can help yourself out by telling us what you were really doing there. I will put in a good word with the D.A. if are just honest, as we are here and we really want to help you. You can only help yourself by being honest, as we have enough evidence to hold you right now.” Det. Sipowicz informed us. My Dad and I looked at each other and with a nod I said. “We need to make a phone call to our Lawyer then, as we have nothing more to say.” I said.“You need to think about this as your best. “Thanks for the help,” smiled Grandma, walking away with her back towards me as she took off her bra and cupped her breasts. “I didn’t make you feel uncomfortable did I, honey?”“No, not at all,” I stuttered, mesmerized as Grandma turned around, still cupping her breasts so that I couldn’t see her nipples. “Ouch, that does look painful though,” Grandma remarked, looking at the strain of fabric as my penis swelled up to full mast. “Is there anything I can do to help you?”I was still stunned as.