That…..-I couldn’t speak, I was terrified, this couldn’t have been happening. Now I could see, that the other cop was looking at my ass with hun...ry eyes and I could swear I saw him grabbing his cock. I tried to close my eyes and make myself believe, that I was imagining it, I was gay after all, I have seen this in movies, it must have been my imagination. But the younger cop had enough time to check my licence while he was inside the car and this one already finished checking me so why are they. Looking at the bulge, his cock was way fatter than the times I had seen it on cam and I so wanted to suck on it but had to take my time. I lightly with my fingers touched his cock... ever so lightly through the Budgy Smugglers and he moved his hips up in response. His drawstring was out side and dangling over his cock. I pressed harder with my fingers and then rubbed his chest which had about five different speedos on it: Aussiebums, Speedo, Nike, Adidas and it felt so good rubbing his nipples. After half an hour I took Laundry down and she never said a word about catching me. I decide to try this the next Friday again so same set up, porn on TV headphones on and wanking waiting on her coming into room. Sure enough Margaret knocks loudly twice on door which I pretend not to hear and in she comes as I am wanking away. I can see her reflection on TV screen as she enters and I am trying to cum while she is there. This time she doesn't turn and leave but walks over to pick up laundry as I. Chrissy was dressed in her sleep clothes. A silky sleeveless pullover top and a matching pair of shorts that clung to her bottom as she moved around the kitchen making her Gramps his breakfast.She enjoyed spending time with her grandfather. He wasn't old and grumpy like most of her friend's grandparents were. He was a vital and joyful man who enjoyed whatever he did. Happy to be alive! was how William Flaherty explained himself to others.Gramps sat at the kitchen table watching Chrissy move.