. Gleason here's her natural father, fully employed, and legally married." He paused. "I have a visitation report from social services. Very favorable... I have a background check on both Mister Gleason and his wife, Nina Sayers Gleason, and I'd have 'em babysitting my great-grandkids." He directed his comment to Mrs. Garrett and her husband. "Folks, I question your judgment in undertaking this quest. You would be advised to reconcile with your grand-daughter's father if you wish to remain in her. Yeah, I bet, I thought, suspecting what the dirty old man really wanted. She went on to say that he was going to offer us his lake place for some relaxation time. I didn't say much, realizing his kindness was probably more of a trap, a chance to get me in some compromising situation. I'd have to be on my toes. It was going to be hard to keep him quiet. My folks no sooner hung up than the phone rang again. Carolyn wanted me to babysit her kids tonight. "Richard's taking us to a titty bar up. With my other hand I support myself. I feel your tongue flicking around my hard nipples, your lips sucking on them. You carry on kissing me moving up this time; kissing my neck, my face, and my eyes; passionately kissing my lips. You feel that the movement of my hand is getting faster and faster and it turns you even more so you take my hand away and start licking my clit with your tongue. I’m so close to orgasm after stimulating it with my hand that it takes just couple of minutes for me. Now I'm over wieght, and when I bike I don't wear bike shorts for obvious reasons! But I do wear micro-fibre shorts that are actually boxers, but can be passed off as shorts. They're pretty baggy, and loose and I never wear underwear with them as I love the feel of them against my little member! So I had just stopped by the store to grab some batteries and decided since I was there to have a quick walk around to see if I could catch a sniff of some chicks butt! As I walked by the shoe.