The rest she chews herself and she looks over my head, out the window into Whitehall, as if she has forgotten me.‘The shell, Granny?’‘Well, girl...en, that’s the most peculiar thing of all. That shell you came from grew like a fruit on the branch of a noble tree that stood by the Galway Bay shoreline. The shell-fruit got heavier and heavier until it dropped into the sea. There it bathed in the salty water until it bobbed ashore at Salthill.’‘Do you mean our Salthill, where we walk the prom?’‘The. I guess I was shocked in some mild way, but the whole situation was so crazy that nothing seemed that shocking, and again, I felt great. So I let him have at it.He’d jack me and say, “Man, you’ve got a nice cock,” and, “I like the way your cock feels,” and, “Yeah, let me bring you off; I want to make that cum spurt.”If there was precum, which there usually was, he’d smear it all over my cockhead with his thumb. And when I came he’d squeeze my cock and make the cum ooze out and down my cock and. “Oh God, Oh God!” I yelled as I pressed my pussy on his mouth. He moaned and nodded as if he knew I was going to cum. Closing my eyes tightly, I braced for the much needed release. Letting my body take the lead, I submitted myself to him as I came on his mouth. He stood up and smiled, and we let out a small laugh. “Did you like that?” he asked, but clearly knew the answer. “I loved it,” I replied breathlessly as I felt the tip of his hard cock against my leg. I knew he wanted to fuck me and. He turned his key in the lock of his door and heard a familiar voice coming from the sitting room. Scott's insides shrivelled up."Sweet Jesu! It's my mother!" He thought to himself.He could hear the girls talking to his mother, the tone as if there was nothing out of the ordinary. Scott began to relax, assuming that his wives had somehow managed to create a cover story that was good enough to explain to his mother why they were there. But then he heard... "Oh, I have the cutest grandchildren!.