I called her and ask her to sit and then started talking about marriage and life after marriage and she was very interestingly listening to that and t...en i aks her if she is aware of the first night after marriage and she was very shy to tell me but when i insisted she told me that after that night women get pregnant but she dont know how.I ask her if she want to know and she agreed but i gave her mother promise that she should not tell this to any one no matter what ever happen or else she. I was so horny I was shaking and panting but I just couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She started running her fingers over the moisture between her legs, her lips were swollen and darker pink and she looked even more like an exquisite orchid. Every so often she’d dip her finger in slightly to collect more moisture, which she continued to massage in. Her breathing was getting deeper and her moaning louder until her fingers moved to more defined circular movements over her clit. She brought her. In fact, I was a little proud that my grandma was not the least like most of my friends' - old and miserable.Before it got too hot, grandma asked me to retrieve the junk in the peaked roof of the garage - to bring it down to the cement floor for her to sort. It was dust covered boxes of memories - many opened or rotting - stacks and stacks of them.It was dusty, and as the sun rose in the sky, hot work.I don't know how many trips up and down that folding ladder I did that first hour - but there. I was to take pictures of my exposed pussy and tits on the train and send them to him. He said they could not be taken in a bathroom though. If I failed to meet all of his demands he would not pick me up when I arrived and I'd be left alone, dressed like a whore in a sketchy part of the city, and he'd be sure to tip off a few dangerous people he knows about my presence and vulnerability. But if I followed his orders then I was to start walking towards his house and he'd pick me up like the.