I returned to the small living room and sat back down in my favorite easy-boy reclining chair as she followed me. I knew I was in for a grilling about...the side-money. I was sitting but still had my feet on the rug as she stood close in front of me. Not able to get her to change the topic of conversion I reached out and grabbed her skinny butt with both hands and tried to pull her down into my lap. She resisted but now the front of her slacks was right in my face and I had had just enough. What I really wanted to be was a cowboy, or maybe a veterinarian, but I figured a nurse was the next best thing. Besides, I could interview your Great Grandma Marcy—she was a nurse. I remember I had two freshly sharpened pencils and a stenographer's notebook along with me when I asked the questions. Grandma Marcy was very pleased to be interviewed. Of course I don't suppose being a nurse back when she was a nurse was exactly like it is today, or even like it was when I was in seventh grade. But. When she had finished the phone call she came back into the lounge and said that we might find it warmer in the bedroom. On the way to the bedroom they both took off their dressing gowns but she found it quite cold so suggested we all get under the duvet to warm up. She laid between us and soon we both had a hand on her tits and she was stroking both of our cocks. It didn’t take me very long to get hard. Soon it was too hot under the duvet so it was removed which allowed us to each suck on one. All that had made her feel dizzy with excitement and she had pressed back against the swelling prick. Out of the corner of her eye she had also seen his friend, a good- looking boy with curly hair and with a blonde bimbo in his arms. She had caught him watching them, and had purposely twisted her arse towards the couple, just like Alicia was doing now in front of the mirror. Jason's hands had become more and more adventurousness as he fondled her, and she had let him slowly but surely pull up.