Grandma, you must be tired.’ ‘Remember my nap? A glass of wine to help me relax would be just perfect.’ I got the wine for us and st...rted massaging her right side as usual to improve her circulation. I spent much more time on her feet and toes. ‘I will keep them painted since you like my toenails colored.’ ‘I don’t know why but I find them attractive on you Grandma.’ I started her left side with her toes again. Suddenly I felt the urge to lick. Everybody pitched in and stew was soon cooking on the campfire. They’d brought a jug of shine and a got passed around while dinner simmered. Everybody chowed down and they sat around the campfire telling stories until it was dark and time for bed.Lulu Bell piped up with, “See, Ah can do anything that ole neighbor girl could’a done.”The group got quiet as Lem addressed his sister, “Do you think we brung her along to do household stuff?” Lulu Bell didn’t say nuthin so he continued, “We brought. Each thrust I gave her was a calculated impalement of her body. If she wanted it hard - she would get it hard. But I soon discovered that she was as indestructible as she was insatiable. "Deeper, harder, come on give it to me," she demanded as her nails dug scarlet trails down my back. Her large breasts bounced hard against her chin each time I pounded her. When I would start to cum, she would know it instinctively and would grab the base of my cock and squeeze it tight - looking me right in. Natalie pressed against him, learning forward and he grabbed her ass,pulling and squeezing it and her thighs as their lips and tongues danced.She felt him, hard and constrained by his pants and focused onunbuttoning and unzipping him while he pawed at her. Soon his pants wereat his knees, his cock stiff and quivering in his white boxers. Theirhands roamed over each other, and each brush of his cock sent a thrillthrough Natalie. He wanted her. He wanted this.She started to massage him through.