I on the other hand was torn between not wanting him to stop, as once he was in, I was helpless and incapable of stopping, and the shame of having my ...randfather witness my deflowering in a gents toilet.He said nothing opting instead to sit on the seat I had recently vacated and watched us.I was complete putty in his hands and as he started to undress me as we fucked I went along with him and was soon as naked as I could be.I heard my grandfathers chair move and without turning I soon felt. She continued to fuck me, while my balls emptied out. Her pussy was a wet sloshing mess as I came in her hot box. “Get on the table and open your legs. I want to look at your cream pie.” She got off of my cock and then got comfortable on the long table. She opened her long legs and our come was flowing out of her pussy lips. It was so hot watching it ooze out of her. “Play with your tits, while I eat your cunt. Show me what a dirty bitch you are!” Roxane held her breasts from the bottom and. It was a few months since the last time we caught up face-to-face.We shared a glass of wine and relaxed on an over-stuffed couch, sitting close, talking, laughing and sharing stories of our daily lives. She looked up and found me looking at her intently. That spark of interest fired a stroke of warmth in the pit of her stomach and a tingle of awareness.I reached across and touched her face with my fingers and gently caressed her cheek. She shook as though she had a chill. I asked if she was. " "Thank you." She finally gets in and tell him her address. They talk about work, her weekend, his weekend and her dogs. He pulls up to her house. She lingers. "Thank you, Brandon." "Anytime. Let me see your phone." "Is that a good idea?" "Yes, because if you need a ride, text me." "What if she sees?" "She won't." Jess opens her hand reluctantly and he grabs her phone, putting his number in it. "I'll see you around." Brandon smiles at her. As she walks into her house, he sits in his car not.