He was hard at work when I arrived and as Glenda led me around the house to where he was working I couldn't help but notice that she was dressed in a ...ery skimpy pair of tight shorts and a very thin, almost see-through, white blouse which revealed she had on no bra. Her shorts were pulled tight in the crotch and I could see the outline of her pussy covered by the thin material. I could also see her curly black pussyhairs sticking out on either side of the crotch.She didn't seem to notice but. He was very proud to serve his nation and did anything he could to become a “perfect soldier”. This “perfect soldier” was 19 when he was shipped off to World War II. One of the places he fought at was Omaha Beach, as one of the first soldiers on the ground for the Normandy Invasion. He recounted stories of how he had grenades strapped to his body, so if he was shot he’d make a big “impression” so the next soldier would have some place to avoid enemy fire. Even at this, my grandfather did not. Her knees shot wide apart. Her ass-cheeks opened, and her pussy-lips parted from over her drenched hole to give her dog full access to her spasming pussy-meat and the flow of her slippery honey.The sounds were incredible--slurping and smacking and licking and moaning. She didn't think she would ever forget them. His tongue washed all over her crotch, her cunt-mouth, her clit, her inner thighs, and then into the groove of her ass."Ahhhhh, God!" she cried throatily.Her asshole pulsed wildly.. I made an effort to try and avoid shooting inside of her but I was thwarted."Come in me. I know you've been waiting forever to. I bet I feel so good inside, so warm and tight around your hard cock."I cried a little as I blew my load, feeling the dream slip away. I woke in bed sweating. My mind wouldn't let me sleep anymore tonight, though there was a figure sleeping there next to me. She adjusted her position and hugged me."It did happen, don't worry. It wasn't a dream."There Jamie was, naked.