I now wanted to see her soiled knickers, the clean knickers no longer satisfying me, and I desperately started searching for them, eventually finding ...wo pair of them in another plastic bag in the corner of the wardrobe drawer. The crotch was stiff with her now dried juices and I let me tongue lick across it. Fully aroused, with my heart now pumping, I unzipped the side pocket of her travel bag where there appeared to be a book. I thought it was a novel. Instead, I found it was her 2010. ” “Yes baby, its good isn’t it?” I replied. “Maybe we could find someone for me to spend Thursday night naked with,” Sara whispered, “that would still give you three nights with me.” “That is a great idea baby,” I whispered, “I like that idea.” “Would you like your wife to only sleep with you on every other night baby,” Sara teased, “would you like it if your wife spent every other night naked in bed with another guy?” “Oh yes baby I would,” I whispered as I eased my dick into her pussy. )"We'll take him to the nearest police station. Give me your car keys, Mister," I said, holding out my hand."Can't we ... I know what you want ... I'm a respectable citizen ... you have nothing on me," the man stammered."We have the pictures," Mickey put in, holding the camera in front of the man's face, daring him to reach for it."How much would it take... ?" the man began, but stopped, like he knew that 'How much would it take... ?' was music to our ears.I smiled at him, as I leaned near him. We put on a movie, it had some naked and raunchy sex scenes which got my pecker to stand at attention making a large tent in my sweat pants. Granny was sitting beside me with just a robe on. She took this moment to start a conversation about sex. My granny resembles the granny off of the Beverly Hill Billies. Short and petite with long blonde and gray hair. I would bet granny did not weigh over a hundred pounds. As we talked more and more about sex, my pecker got harder and harder. Granny.