Maine kaha, main khana bana loon tab tum maza le lena. Wo bola, mujhe abhi maza chahiye. Dekho mera lund phir se khada ho gaya hai. Main to khud hi py...si thi. Main kitchen mein hi doggy style mein ho gayi. Maine us se kaha, ab tum mere pichhe aa jao, aur maza lo. Main dekhna chahti thi ki use meri chut chahiye ya gaand. Wo mere pichhe aaya aur apna lund meri chut mein dalne laga. Main samajh gayi ki use chut ko chodne mein hi jyada maza aaya tha.Usne jor jor se dhakke lagate huye apna lund meri. They had a creek with a deep swimming hole and in the afternoons sometimes gramps and I would go down to the creek for a cool swim. We didn't have bathing suits and we thought nothing of skinny dipping in the creek. I noticed for the first time that summer that gramps was in pretty good shape for an old guy and had a rather large, hairy cock.So one morning in late June I woke up from a dream with a hard on. In the dream we had been down in the creek swimming and before I knew it I was kneeling. I looked everywhere and started to worry, then I noticed the closet door was open. I walked in and called out his name. About that time, he walked out from the shadows. He seemed taller, but looked the same. “I was looking for you. So I see you couldn’t stand it anymore.”“No I couldn’t. It was almost calling out to me all day, so as soon as you left I went in.”“You’ve been in there that long?“I went in few times. I designed someone for you, someone for me, and something a bit interesting.”“Did. ” She pointed at our little bedroom refrigerator. “Lots of finger food in there, so we can be in bed most of the time. Sushi and Jewish deli. I’d have to go to the kitchen for ice cream, but I’ve got ice cream and sauces...” her voice got even more husky, “ ... to eat out or on interesting places.”Leaving work early, I indulged in one of my more decadent pleasures: a bubble bath, with relaxing and joyous music. I lit scented candles, of suitably masculine woody aromas, with the bubble bath.