As she changed her grip in order to take my pole into her mouth, Gran said, “I love this cock.”My grandmother was determined to demonstrate just h...w much she loved my dick. She swallowed as much as she could. Gran still did not have enough experience to determine how deep she could push my prick before her gag reflex would kick in.Once she reached that point, she pulled her head back keeping her teeth lightly clamped around my pole.“Yeah, Gran, that’s great! I love you sucking my cock.”She. I was not able to judge her behavior. As it was overcrowded I could get the liberties to touch her on hips, boobs, her tummy. She did excellent dance with me. My cock was trying to tear my jeans and come out. Like this I enjoyed her body for ten minutes. But, everything was happening in a hidden manner and nothing was open.I knew she was enjoying and she knew I was enjoying but, both were trying to act innocent. After sometime my wife came back and we all danced for some more and then got back. “If you have to pee, don’t worry about it,” she continued, patting the bed. “Rubber sheets.”Alone with nothing to do but look down at my body or up at the ceiling, in time I relaxed and fell into a light sleep. What brought me out of my stupor was the first signal from my bladder that bathroom time was near. Staring at the ceiling I tried to ignore it, think about something else, but the need to pee slowly took over my mind, blocking everything else. As I lay there what started as suggestion. Focusing in on the two individuals he tried to feel if they were hostile. In the space of a couple of seconds he discounted them as a threat: both women were hiding in the bathroom. It was unlikely that either one was armed."Three guards Don? You've got to be fucking kidding me! Why exactly haven't you been bumped off yet? You order a hit on someone without even doing your homework, and your detail is a joke." Chenosh said opening the doors, and pushing them open. Glass crunched underneath his.