I don’t know, whatever you want she said with a smile, but its really sore from last time. She leaned over and began rubbing my crotch, I helped her...and soon she was delicately sucking on my semi hard while I drove to her house. I reached down and did my best to slide a hand down to her box. She twisted in the seat and quickly undid her button and zipper so I could get my wrist in. I slid my middle finger up her cunt and out, playing with her clit. She ummmed from around mc. We arrived at her. She released the picture frame and pulled out her fingers, using her hands to squeeze her tits as hard as possible. I looked at picture frame now soaked in her juices; the photo was one of me that I swear she had taken only two days ago. It turned me on that she was using a photo of me to jack off, but my thoughts of that were soon broken as she started grunting like an animal still pinching her tits. She was still squirting although the speed at which it came out flying at first was less. Too aroused to take offense by his changed attitude, Brianna did as she was told and did her best to resist the urge to deep her fingers in her dripping cunt. Again under his instructions, she bent over his bed with her legs apart but firmly on the floor. Her grandfather stood behind her and caressed her butt for a few seconds.“Am punishing you for being late. I had specifically asked you to be here at 5:00 am but you failed to come on time.” He told her. “Now, as I punish you, you had better. She did nothing during the day. I was busy, working 10 or more hours a day, and then coming home and servicing her like a rented stud, and still had to be the one to fix a meal or take her out to eat. I was tired, and I told her that."Well, she didn't like it one bit, accused me of being cruel, of not loving her, that type of thing. And I would end up apologizing to her, trying to be the peacemaker. The only thing that was great about our marriage was the sex. Cindy was up to anything and.