"I am fine sir, thank you for asking." Ava answered."Grandpa? If you'd be so kind?" Hello Ava, a pleasure to meet you." Grandpa said."Good afternoon M.... McKesson, a pleasure meeting you as well." Ava said in response."Ava, would you please tell everyone that we have arrived, and are in the living room?" Certainly Dave." If you find yourselves alone in the house, just ask Ava for help. She can either tell someone where you are or help guide you to where you were trying to go. She will turn. After that night, Abby was off the dating market as far as I was concerned, she apparently agreed with me. We saw each other three of four times a week and even had a sleep over at her place or mine a couple of times. This was our first full weekend together. According to Abby, we were at the, meet the parents’ stage. We’d left St. Louis and joined her folks at their vacation home in south central Missouri, it wasn’t my idea of the best use of her limited time off, but hey, I wanted Abby to be. I pushed in a bit and that first ring of muscle snapped tight behind the crown. I continued to force my way in feeling every ridge and bump as they deformed the head and shaft of my cock until I was again against her cervix. She was obviously in pain but there was a look of lust fighting for supremacy on that beautiful and tired face. She leaned up and locked lips with me and said, "it's okay, do it." I pulled back to the sound of little gasps and cries and thrust back into her, crashing. I watched as her towel fell to the floor along with her bag. The expectation of what would come next was already causing my cock to strain against the fabric of my shorts. Then she did it. My eyes were transfixed as she pushed the button fastenings free, gave a seductive little wiggle and shrugged the skirt away from her skin. My vision had not been wrong. There facing me was the tightest pert, little ass I had ever seen, covered in a miniscule way by a bright red thong bikini bottom. ?Simon,?.