"Fuckin' A!" Mrs. Robinson cried out. "I'm not even a lesbian!" Gabrielle didn't bother responding, but just kept licking and sucking until she produc...d a shrieking, hip-twitching orgasm from the pussy in front of her.The climax seemed to restore some semblance of sanity to Mrs. Robinson, who blinked her eyes several times as if the reality of what just happened was starting to sink in. Her clothes were scattered. Most of the blouse buttons had been opened and her bra cups shoved to the side.. I was rock hard in a matter of seconds i backed further away from the urinal and lowered my pants below my shirt to under my ass cheeks as i stroked on he watched with no further action i decided i would rub him and get things started as I reached for his side of the urinal at his crotched he turned away. After another failed attempt the same I kept trying to involve him and get at his cock like i am desperate all while ferociously stroking my own as he swats my hand away. At this point i. Now all we had to do was wait for the crib to be finished. So much time and so little to do. The crib seemed to take forever and my grandmother wasn't being fair when it came to picking out the rest of the items. Every time I would whine about not being able to go with her to pick the items out she would simply say, "Now you wanted the feeling of being a real child," I nodded yes each time, "Then how can I let you help me when real baby's aren't able to walk to the store?" All I could do was. I could see cum pouring from her throbbing cunt. Reaching another orgasm, she was unable to stand. She sat on my face, grinding her cunt against my tongue. In all my years of fucking her, she had never been this wild. She screamed with delight as her cunt released another stream of hot cum. It covered my face, running down my neck and soaking the blanket. She rolled onto her back, allowing the sun to warm her body. Reaching for her, I tell her how much I love her, and how much I enjoy her.