I said “of course I can when do you want me?” There was a slight chuckle from her end so you could tell she wasn’t a prude. So this as going to ...e a pleasant job, I just didn’t know how pleasant yet.. We arranged a time that I could come to hers a few days later.The day arrived I got the address texted over, there was no Facebook or what’s app then, just good old text, I do miss those days. Any way back on with the story. It was a nice mid summers day and not a long drive. I really had no idea. ", I tell her. She puts her hand on my thigh and says "I love you, grandma!", and gives me a kiss on the cheek.I continue to tell her how I feel grandpa's cock jerk inside me and I reach down and feel his balls an give then a tickle. For some unknown reason at this time of our love making, I will take my fingers that were on my pussy and bring them to my nose and smell myself! Please realize, Julie, that smells play a big role in sex, and a smell of sex will sometimes take you over the edge. . ” Sarah sat up casually and walked over to a cart of tools. Nicole peered over as her mother picked up what appeared to be a steel bikini. The two women then came face to face, Sarah only a few inches taller than her daughter. They gazed into each others eyes for a brief moment before Sarah finally cracked a wry smile. With motherly tenderness Sarah slipped the chastity belt high around Nicole’s waist and buckled it. Nicole observed as her mother flipped the shiny metal crotch up and secured it. Martha and Clementine’s daddy gifted me his thick black leather belt with the instructions that both girls needed to be “strapped” every night just to remind them of their vow of obedience. I thought that sounded a bit harsh, but in all honesty, my Clementine was one of those females that quite enjoyed having her hindquarters reddened whenever she got down on all fours and assumed the position she liked the best for humping even though it certainly didn’t look very ladylike no matter which way.