We haven't told him yet. Mom will be happy to have him to herself this weekend."When she felt the embrace Steph gave her, she was surprised by a littl... tingle in her cunt. She responded to the kiss, pushing a little, and humped her hips slightly. The older woman felt this, and pulled her head away, looking in her eyes. "Oh, Matty, Justin was right. You're really special. We're going to have a lovely weekend." Then, the sophisticated woman stepped over to her son, put her hand behind his head,. ” I could hear the oh so familiar seductive smile in her voice. I couldn’t help but smile in return. “I’d love to Karen. But weren’t you supposed to get home in like, another three weeks?” “Yes, but I cut the trip early. Not much to do in the corn fields of Nebraska.” “I can imagine. What time will you be here?” “Well I’m stopping home first, but I’ll try to be over at 7ish.” We talked for another few minutes, her words laced with innuendo, leaving no doubt what she planned on doing tonight. I. Imagine a chair, with a narrow, padded seat, only an inch or two above the floor, and two poles framing the back that end, at the top with a flat shelf side. It was a device used in Church, mostly by women, who would kneel on the padded seat leaning on the back portion where they could place their prayer books on the shelf. As you may imagine, the shelf was at a perfect height for my purposes.I had made a couple of improvements on the design. First, on the padded knee rest, I cut four narrow. As the teenager was about to get up, her grandpa held her down saying, "Stay kneeling my darling. Let grandpa feed you with love."The teenage granddaughter saw her grandpa's massive cock, erect and throbbing in front of her face. She knew what grandpa wanted. She licked her lips as grandpa took the cock by the hand and rubbed the cockhead across her lips and between her lips. The teenager softly licked the cock head, wetting it thoroughly."Oh darling, it feels nice," hissed her grandpa."I can.