“Ah, yes, yes, they are, as a matter of fact…”mumbled the salesman, peering quizzically at one of thetags.“Good. Now I’m...gonna suck you, and you’re gonna loveit. But, and this is a big but, no coming in my mouth.If I taste even the tiniest drop of your spunk before Itell you to cum, then out you go and you’ll be shootingall over your pants. Got that?”“Yeah, sure, I guess so.” Who wants to look a giftblow-job in the mouth,. Would Sylvia accept us as we really were? Would Lacy gloat and say she knew all along that we had attempted to mislead her about our relationship and Laura's past.Regardless of what Sylvia knew or didn't know Laura was determined to tell all. I tried to convince her that Sylvia may have seen nothing but I couldn't reason with her. It was dark and cold when she left our back door to talk to Sylvia. When she returned a few minutes later she was cold and shaken. The shock I saw on Laura's face was. No Grandma; just an old miserable looking man snoring lightly on the bed. She went closer and realised the man had no clothes on, noting the way the direct sun beams played a pattern on his groin, the big old plane tree outside dancing its shadows over his tiny shrivelled penis and long dangling sac of his balls way down between his emaciated spread legs. Cissy frowned, pursed her thick pink lips, peeped a little closer, seeing the body was going up and down so she guessed he must be alive. She. Then I got a bit courage and put my hand on her shoulder to console her and to my surprise, she leaned on me and I planted a kiss on her. She didn’t resist and I kept my one hand on her boobs and started caressing her. For 5 min we kissed, my penis was very hard by that time and was paining.She touched it from outside and I was going crazy.I had a precum because of her touch. I started to kiss again and pressing boobs with one hand and she started removing my clothes, then she started stroking.