Her breathing deepens as I tease her nipple with my lips and my tongue.My attention switches to her other nipple. Continuing to tease it whilst tweaki...g the other. Cian is squirming on the table edge. My free hand moves between her thighs and forages in her bush looking for her delicious pussy slit. I can smell her arousal - its earthy and I'm sure its tasty (I haven't tasted her to date - thats not allowed!). My finger finds her very wet pussy slit and her slightly engorged pussy lips. I run. ”My eyes lit up and I smile, “You do, what is it, tell me Grampa, I can’t wait!”He took my hand, got up and led me to the door saying, “Why don’t you come with me. I show it to you?”We walk into his small apartment. Once inside, I look around, the place is clean and tidy.Grampa put his arm around my shoulder and asks, “Well, what do you think…not bad for an ole man huh?”I giggle, jump, and squeal, “Wow, I thought I’d be all day cleaning for you.”His eyes twinkle with excitement. “Well honey,. Just a good old bar where there was beer, d**gs, and sex in bathroom stalls and dark corners. A little seedy for her tastes tonight. She was clean and didn't want to get dirty until later on. It was a human bar and looked like something out of ancient Earth history. She aimed for the door of the next club, skipping a long line of various aliens and humans, Idax Rilph's. Not too pompous but with enough standards to keep the congregation of clubbers from average to beautiful in looks, middle. It was sort of the thing that cut all thoughts of a carnal nature short and made you squirm to admit you ever had them in the first place.I listened to her humming under her breath and I thought it sounded a little like a Russian folk song. My shrink would have loved me to tell her that in a session because I had just supposedly been “cured” of my irrational suspicions that I was being followed by agents of that revenge seeking country giving me my just due for connecting the dots with far too.