Mr Jordan gave her few moments before she ordered her back into position "that stroke is not counting girl, we still have eight strokes to go through...to" tap! tap!!tap!!! Thwack!!! "Ow ow ah ah" as she step from one foot to another still bending over. Stroke number two and three followed with her still holding position, tap! tap!! tap!!! Thwwack!!! "Ah ow ouch arg" still holding on. "Would you carry on smoking Martha?" She was openly crying now and did not answer but Jordan became stern. 'So you're still, Virgo Intacta'? She smiled a disarming smile, then shook her head, to indicate she was not. The puzzled look in my face gave away my racing mind, finally she put me out of my misery, 'I have used your sex toys, mother'.Now it was my face that glowed with a pinkish tinge, I had to smile, here I was sitting discussing sex with my daughter, and only finding out she has been humping my prized collection of sex implements, in fact as I mentally counted my collection, I could feel. We went on the internet and played around with a few people and then she found one guy he called himself Tom that she played with for a few min he shoot his load for her and disconnected She then told me to pretend that we meet Tom tonight and brought him home and lets go to our bedroom I told her to hold on and went upstairs and got out the realistic squirting cock filled it with the recipe it came with yogurt and water to make a cum looking fluid put it in the dildo, This had a suction on the. .I'm Mikey, or Dan depending on who I'm with at the time, Dan being my deceased Granddad and the apple of my still living Gran's eye. So much so that she ended up seducing me to take my 'conjugal rights' with her as a substitute for her Dan. Gran has a form of dementia which leaves her confused as to where she is, how old she is or who is her family, living or not. She's still a lovely old lady but you never quite know who you're talking to, Grace that is, or Grace that was, nor when the switch.