I cupped a hand under her sex and she lurched slightly at the contact. My middle finger played with her slit, which was just becoming slick with her j...ices. Her knees, already slightly spread from the stretches, pushed out a little farther and her back arched a little more as she raised her ass to make my job easier. I pushed up slightly with the hand on her snatch, raising her higher. With my other hand, I grabbed my aching prick and guided it to her. She moaned at the first hard contact. Once. ”“That’s right,” Dan said with a nod of his head. He wasn’t going to deny it.“So what are you doing here?”Dan answered, “I’m giving a friend a chance to cry on a soft shoulder.”“Oh,” the woman said, “I’ll take a beer in a bottle.”Dan looked down in the cooler and asked, “Brown or green bottle?”“Hello, Granny Parker,” Dan said entering the hospital room.“Hello, Dan.”“How’s it going?” he asked. She looked a lot better today than on the days past.Granny Parker answered, “They’re letting me out of. I didn't have to do anything. Mrs. Hoskins, the housekeeper saw to that. She cooked and took care of the washing. A team of skivvies came in every morning to clean, polish, and vacuum. None of them spoke English and I doubted that any of them were here legally. Mrs. Hopkins would speak to me occasionally, usually when she needed instructions. That was not frequent, as she knew her job inside out. I didn't get to decide on what we would have for lunch or dinner except when we were entertaining.. They reacted immediately. So did Richard’s cock. It was horizontal, that’s what I would call a semi-stiffy. A proper stiffy is so hard, it’s vertical, and hurts like hell. “How much does it hurt?” I asked. “Let’s just say it’s looking forward to the game.” he replied. You should have seen the smile on my face when I heard those words. My breathing increased. My heart rated rocketed. My horniness level jumped over one thousand percent. I loved every minute of teasing him. I walked up to him.