I paused in only my bra andpanties, knowing that if I took them off that it would be the pointof no return. I looked at my loving son, avidly drinkin... in myfirm, mature body. His eyes lifted to meet mine in a loving,imploring look. "What the hell," I thought, and undid the claspto my bra. The change in his face was electrifying. His eyes lit up and ahungry smile came to his face. His tongue slipped out, moisteninghis lips, and he began to look less like a timid youth and morelike a hungry. I was 16. She was short, black hair, pale skin, you couldn't say she was fat but she definitely had some extra weight. She was my Dad's mother and Grandpa was more than 20years older than her. They didn't go along very well, two of them, from what I've heard from my parents talking not aware that I can hear them, Grandpa was quite a man in his days, women loved him and he didn't miss any chance to cheat on Grandma. I spent all my c***dhood summers in their house at small town on coast, where my. The old man then cleared his throat from Pete's unresponsiveness. "Well,I used to own a shop downtown." What kinda shop?" A magic shop, of course," the man said matter-of-factly."Right. You owned a magic shop?" Of course. What other kind of shop would a wizard open?"This was too good. Pete barely restrained the budding laughter frominside of him. "Okay," he said. "Right. What was it called?" Spells 'R Us." Like?" Yes, like Toys 'R Us," the old man finished Pete's sentence. "I getthat all the. I could tell she was close, but the blonde didn’t seem to mind. As the girl began to writhe and gyrate, the blonde continued to ply her with both fingers and tongue. Heat so hot, my own face was afire and still, I could not look away. With a growl, camera lens panned closer. Now fucking raw with passion, I watched the woman’s tongue snake in and out around the girl’s tender opening. All the while, the girl continued to open herself, slamming onto the woman’s face as the blonde began to drink.