We have played this gave a few times before, we both know how it ends. My cock is swollen, and puffy, but not stiff. We talk and we are comfy, then I ...ay something funny, and you kneel and look at me and push me saying, “that was hilarious, but so wrong.” So we are now in a playful mood., your young breasts straining at your top, your beautiful face laughing. We hug and play, but we gaze at each other, and it's on. We kiss, your tongue going in my mouth, and mine into yours. Our tongues dancing. " Come on, son, let's go take pictures," said Molly.They spent an hour and a half taking photographs, and John was glad he had extra storage cards for the camera, because he reckoned he had about a hundred and ninety photographs. He'd chosen to take them all at high resolution, reasoning that he could always reduce the resolution later, but not increase it. He had photographs of each of them standing, sitting, kneeling, lying. Singly, in pairs, in threes and fours. Most of the pictures could be. Frank fell for her plot and agreed to let me come and spend the night with Wanda. I went over to Melba's house and we all chatted and watched TV for a while, with Wanda and me holding hands and sharing a few quick kisses. After a while Wanda said she was tired, feigned a yawn, stood up, and said that she was going to take a shower and then go to bed. I said I would help her with her shower, if that was agreeable with everyone. Wanda said she would appreciate my help because she wasn't able to. The swat made her juices flow. That persistent itch was back. “I don’t think I learned my lesson, Gramps.” She teased. “Oh yeah?” SMACK! He swatted the ass cheek. “How about now?” She wriggled against his thigh. Before she could answer or utter a sound. SMACK! “Maybe now?” “Owie Gramps!” She playfully bantered. She was using his thigh to stimulate her clit. She dry-humped it. Her pussy was excited beyond compare. She was enjoying having her bottom spanked. Gramps seemed to be enjoying it too..