"I can't believe you did all this", I whispered in her ear."This is only the beginning my love", she breathed back into my ear as I put her down. I ba...ely had time to put my bag down before I was being greeted by her friends and a few cousins that lived near her. Mary was a whirlwind making sure everything was going ok while I sat and chatted with her friends about school, how Mary and I met, sports, music and other things. I tried a few times to get up and help her, but she would have none of. But then I feel another set of hands and while I’d assumed it was hubs playing, I could no longer say for certain which set are his, or even if either of them are him!Together with the hands and fingers, there’s now tongues and lips. All over my body; my tits, my inner thighs, my face, my fingers, my neck, my pussy...I turn my head to the side and feel a hard cock touch my lips. I open my mouth and put my tongue out where I can taste the precum. Oh yummmmm!As I open my mouth wider to take the. Since that night, I've never smelled a pussy as sweet as hers. We didn't get to sleep until five in the morning.So that afternoon, while Michael was busy calling on parishioners, or making hospital visits, or getting laid, whatever, Granny and I snuggled up in her bed, munching each other's carpeting, making each other cum. And cum. And cum. Too bad you guys can't cum so often. Ha ha ha. Shit, it's too bad for both of us.But while that took care of my pussy for the time being, thank you,. That was especially fun, to have someone writing pornographic stories starring you! His stories were well crafted, although the ideas weren't terribly original. And he had a tendency to idolize you, waxing romantic in his letters, sometimes more romantic than you were entirely comfortable with. But his letters were always flirtatious and frequently quite arousing.“A special request,” was the subject. Hmmm. That had potential. You sipped your tea and opened the email.“Sweet Angel,” You.