“Grandpa Dolan! Stop, you… you aren’t…”I could see his face in the mirror. His blank stare was now a passionate rage. His surprising strengt... kept me pressed up against the porcelain sink, my face now pressed to the mirror. I felt him yank my skirt up and tear my pantyhose exposing my thick ass. Then his fat head poked my ass hole. It poked again. And again.“Waaaaait!” His fat head finally stretched my asshole and he entered me. The pain was immediate and my body shivered, nerves trembling from. Gretta fit in immediately and we were pleased with her service. A few weeks later thoug Darch began hinting that Gretta was very strict and almost gave Darcy orders.One Sunday morning as we were eating breakfast I noticed Gretta had on a shorter skirt and was showing a little more cleavage than before, at least I thought so.Darcy and I played our customary Sunday tennis game and headed up to our bedroom to shower and change. As we entered the room, Gretta was standing there with a scowl on her. Eric felt his cock grow hard as he stared at his mother's body. She was wearing a red bikini that left little to the imagination. Andrea stood at the edge of the diving board preparing to jump in. She flicked her waist length honey colored hair back and dove into the pool. Eric watched her body slicing through the water with ease. When she emerged he actually gasped at the sight of her."All right," Andrea said, "what was so urgent about getting in the pool?"A sly grin crossed Eric's face.. I could just make out her nipple as she sucked it into her mouth. My cock sprang to attention at the site of her sprawled before me. She wiggled her ass at me and screamed, “Do me, ram your cock in me now!”There was little I could do but oblige her. I unzipped my pants and walked up to her, grapping her hips for leverage. Pulling my 8-inch hard cock out, I moved her g-string aside, lined up to her pussy and slammed into her. She came almost immediately, Her hips bucked and she met me straight.