When I showed the after pic to the funeral director, he said, "We don't promise resurrection," he started laughing.Imagine that ... a funeral director...with a sense of humor.Mom Bobcat was sleeping upside down ... while Grace played with her kits.Kits ... with a K ... not what you pervs were thinking."I can't imagine the pure trust involved in that, Grace," I whispered.Mom Bob started running in her sleep ... upside down. She yowled in her sleep and started sniffing the air ... still asleep."I. I couldn’t wait for him to drink to the point of letting his guard down and pass out.All I thought about was getting my next fix of grandpa’s cum in my mouth, I day dreamed about the smell of his genitals, the taste of his cum, the fantastic texture of his cock in my mouth. There were many times when he was unconscious that I worshiped his cock until it oozed his delicious spunk into my mouth.After the point of him finding out how much I loved his cock he was more than happy to give. " I watched as she continued to groan silently. And then I came up with the idea. The most brilliant idea of all! My most perverted idea of all. A few weeks ago, I watched this porno. I was having this mad lust and fetish for grannies. More specific, grannies that love anal. Yeah I know that might sound weird but hey, everyone has a strange fetish. I ended up jacking off to this crazy video of this granny who loved double penetration. The story of the video goes...a granny walks to her fridge. They might come in handy."I did as she directed. It was odd to see our little collection of adult toys all out on the nightstand in the open. Thirty minutes later she came in with a grin and the coil of rope cut up into various more useful lengths."Ready to begin?" she asked. I nod and with the first rope in her hands ties my wrists together leaving a tail to attach to something else. She raises my bound writs over my head and secures the bundle to the headboard. She next put a little pillow.