He just didn't know it yet.Swaying slowly back to where he was sitting, his feet on her coffee table, she thought, "Hey, this is fun. I can play the v...mp with someone other than Pete and don't have to worry about consequences. Sure glad Pete's here though, makes me feel a whole lot safer."She stopped between the coffee table and the sofa, turning slowly and pointing her ass in his face as she bent from the waist, she picked up the pitcher then froze in place as Devon ran a hand up her leg under. In spite of the thousands of times she’d had a cock in there, her pussy always felt great and she made him feel like her best lover ever.Martha reflected on how immensely her life had changed in just a few years. She had gone from a sexually frustrated, childless housewife to a well fucked, well-loved grandmother in a house with three generations of ‘family’. How much there was to her life and how much yet to come (double entendre intended)!In the spring Becky got an email from her youngest. Jordan was his name, not a smart kid but notstupid either, small, picked on by larger kids, not athletic, prettymuch completely average except for his looks- those were below average.Jordan was small, a little pudgy, glasses that were just past theirprescription, but with nothing better he stuck to them hoping he wouldget new glasses soon. He had dark hair and hazel eyes, and his face wasa mess of blackheads, zits in various degrees of growth, and generallynot handsome at all.Both- Jordan and. Oh my god! It looked like she tripped on a piece of wood and fell into the river. Luckily, it was her just her body which was completely wet and not her head. I ran to her and scooped her up in my arms. She opened her eyes in a daze and hugged me tightly as I took her back to the cabin. She was shivering badly and I quickly took off all her clothes and put her in bed. Daddy? She stammered I am c..cold I know sweetheart I know I tried to think what I should do and quickly took off my clothes.