I dozed off, with the sudden lull of mental anguish, drink, and warmth in the cab. For how long I slept, I am unsure, but we had skipped going to my h...use first and finished up at his, but before that realisation, there was another, I woke up with my Grandfathers hand under my skirt, nestling warmly on my bare thigh, between my stockings tops and my panties.As the cab pulled-in, I moved, 'Granddad', I started to say, as I moved my body, that was when I felt his hand on my bare thigh, and as I. I opened my eyes and realized what was happening: I was slightly d***k on all fours and getting jerked off by my best friend in a really kinky way. I also tried closing my eyes and fantasizing about fucking that cute girl in my class but I couldn’t concentrate so I just kept enjoying the feeling. After a few minutes of him milking my cock there was no way I could hold it any longer. I was cumming and I knew this wouldn’t be an orgasm like any other. I shot a huge load all over the carpet while. An old lady had passed and left a pile of money to the library so it could join the twenty-first century. I was sent in to wire a small main frame, a half dozen terminals, and wireless access. The job was going to take a about a week, so the company put me up in a little rural motel. It was a sweet gig for me. The library was a nice turn of the century brick building with a nice big and dry basement to run my wires. I figured it would take me three days to finish but I was going to milk it. His cock was hard, too. Sara gave him some K.Y. jelly and she had our camcorder! She told me I could make this easy or hard, it was all the same to them. I cursed myself for forgetting Sara's little fetish. I felt fingers lubricating my rear hole and couldn't believe I'd let myself get trapped like this. I felt a finger work its way in. Sara stood by and taped. She definitely looked amused--more than amused--she looked ecstatic! I felt more--two fingers? And then a lot more! I had no choice--I.