It was about her having time to play and me being the toy of choice.Anyway, I had told her I was going to Dad's and she said that would be nice for me... especially since she had a new project that looked like it would take the entire month of May to complete. Dad was to fly to Seattle on the second of May and fly back from Alaska on the fifteenth. I arrived at Dad's the evening of May first. I brought suitcases of clothes and a present. I got Dad a digital camera. I figured that since he wanted. "Do your lips?" she suggested.He put his wire-rim glasses back on and examined the cosmetic table.The only lipsticks available were pink, so he chose a pale frost shade,used the tube, blotted, used powder lightly, reapplied the lipstick andblotted again. He smiled at his reflection and the gorgeous little girlin the mirror smiled back.He blinked, honestly surprised at the effect. He looked like--a pre-teen movie star?Andie smiled, too. "You do know how and you've got talent at this, too.A. She wanted to look at him but she thought he would see the desire in her eyes so she stared at the wall. He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her to her tip toes. With one quick thrust he stuffed his cock into her. She cried out from the sudden invasion but at once began to moan with pleasure. He continued pounding in and out of her. Each stroke was both quick and slow and with increasing intensity. Just as she grew accustomed to the drilling he was giving her, he pulled his dripping cock. "Ron puzzled as he heard these words - words obviously not meant for him. The old woman wasn't rich. And her body certainly was nothing to be envious of. Between the strange conversation he'd overheard and the stranger sensations from his body, Ron was getting puzzled.*****Ron was about to sit down when the old woman stopped him. "Please turn around."Ron frowned. This was a strange request. But he was in too good of a mood to argue. He shrugged, feeling once again the strange sensations on his.