How long had she been there? What do I say? Do I ask her about it? Do I apologize for what she saw? Then I started thinking about whether she had like... what she saw, and how attractive she actually is. Before I knew it, I was getting hard again. I couldn't believe it—hard from thinking about my own step-mum. I must be sick or something. But my erection didn't disappear. I tried my best to get those thoughts out of my head, but it was no good. I was as hard as a steel bar. I decided to finish my. He smiled and looked at me from my head to toes… He said his friend had a nice taste in white women; because I was the perfect choice…I was wearing a tight dark green dress, matching high heels, nylon stockings and no underwear at all. I swayed my hips in front of him and he offered me a drink. Then old Victor said he had taken a blue pill an hour ago and was starting to feel the effects…I looked down and could see he was having a nice bulge under his clothes.Victor said that he wanted to see. She seemed happy to see me too, trotting over and looking up at me with those big dark eyes that I couldn't get out of my mind.I knelt, putting my head down until our faces were close, and then nuzzled her soft jaw with my nose. She ran her head down to the crook of my neck and rested it there. It was the most tender thing I'd ever felt, and it made me feel loved. I played with her warm fuzzy ear with my lips, reaching around with my hands to pet her soft coat. I was smitten; could it be. ”I knelt up and unfastened the strap-on and began to put it on my Nan then stopped.“What’s wrong?” she asked. I just smiled at her and bent my face down and kissed her swollen pussy lips. That was it. I couldn’t stop there and let my tongue explore between. She was saoking wet and delicious. A small hard clitoris and a lovely tunnel into her. My tongue explored deeper and deeper and I wished I had a couple more inches. Nan was almost cooing like a dove as I licked her. She finally.