I reached round and started to rub her clit her hands were on the steps supporting our weight and her big tits were swinging with every thrust I did, ... rubbed her clit harder and she started to moan, “that’s so good” I said, “tell me how much you like a fucking hard cock in you, tell me tell how good it is in your cunt?”.At that she moaned louder and thrust back harder saying, ” I love it, I love your hard cock in my fucking fanny, I love it opening my lips and going deep into ,my cunt” she. We chatted over coffee and then she asked if I wanted to go back to her house. We arrived at her place and she offered up some wine. We sat on her couch and drank a couple glasses apiece. She then asked if I wanted to take us back to the bedroom. I knew now that I was about to lay my first grandma! My dick was SO hard!She told me to make myself comfy and that she had to go to the bathroom. I undressed down to my underwear and lay back on her bed. I was stroking my cock a bit! She returned and. ” She gave him a punch on the shoulder and began to laugh. Soon they arrived at the beach house he had rented – it was perfect - with a welcoming wrap-around porch with a comfy chaise lounge made for two, nestled into a quiet section of the beach. She could understand why he called it his happy place. She knew no matter what happened the rest of the weekend, it would always be her ‘happy place’ too. They unpacked quickly, grabbed a couple of beers and headed on the porch to watch the sun set. First, I can't deny that I LOVE the sex. (What have I become?)Second, my marriage was essentially listless. Oh, I loved my husband, but I never realized how much sex could spice up a marriage, until my son showed me.Third, due to my suspicious nature, I'd always have doubts about any future suitors, with respect to my dowager status.Letting my son, Nick, father a child by me and becoming a family was beginning to make sense to me, once I got past the taboo.Okay. I've talked myself into it. I'm.