They had disposed of all the baby items years ago, then Helen found she was pregnant. Stephanie was my youngest grandchild until James.’ ‘How many...have you got?’ ‘Eight.’ ‘Eight! It must be chaos when they visit.’ ‘It was, but they are all reasonable now, except James, of course. They can help prepare meals, wash up, and although it can get crowded in my kitchen I don’t have to do much.’ In the coffee shop we bought James a bottle of water with a spout. He held it solemnly, watching us drink. He started caressing me; he raised my face and looked in my eyes. I was able to feel my wetness increased to a flow and started seeping on my legs, we both were yet standing. I took my arms around his neck.He lowered himself, I raised my self. Our lips started caressing each other’s lips. I was feeling as if in heaven. I raised my self a little more to have better access to his mouth. He supported me and we were lip locked, united we started walking to inside room.He placed one of his hands on. "I grabbed a clean pair of under daks and went into the bathroom, when the shower was running at the right temperature I stripped off and chucked my used clothes into the laundry hamper, I then slipped into the shower.Starting to shampoo my hair I felt a cool breeze as the shower door opened, "Jen I hope that's not you." It's not Mum and she's the only other one in the house."Jen grabbed the soap and started to lather up my back, "Jen I don't think this is a good idea." Jeeze you're a dingaling. She began to shudder with each tongue stroke, and I coordinated the action of my finger so that each time she shuddered, my finger was buried deep inside her and I could stroke the "roof" of her vagina. This was years before anyone would speak of a woman's G-spot, but Linda had known what felt good and had never hesitated to tell me. After a few minutes of slow licks and deep fingering, Ann seemed on the verge of hysteria."I... I... Oh god that's so... um... fffffffffffffuck it....