"You suck my... titties." She cringed, both at how unnatural the latter had sounded and the fact she was saying it."Call me Grandpa!" he taunted, punc...uating his words with a hard thwack on her ass again, indicating that he meant business.She hesitated before moaning half-heartedly "Oh yeah! You work my titties, Grandpa.”No sooner had she called him that than he was hurriedly tugging his Y-fronts down his legs, and she gasped in horror as his monstrous cock sprung forth. The thick, purple head. " She rolled one of the chairs over next to her and he sat in it. Ginger took a real long time washing out her pussy and asshole this morning but there was still a familiar smell, which intoxicated Kevin. "Now we're going to examine your mom's vagina for anything unusual." She put on a white rubber glove and placed some oil on it. She inserted her two fingers inside and started to feel around. Ginger's breathing quickened meanwhile. Kevin's heart was racing faster then ever. He looked up at. Between the dog discussion and huffing off, I had forgotten my bottle of water which I'd left on the front step. Of course I only realised this when I was thirsty so I must have only been about 10 minutes into my bike ride in the summers heat when I doubled back to fetch my refreshments. When I arrived back to the holiday home I had every intention of grabbing my water and avoiding anymore lectures but if you have read any of my other stories, you will know by now that I was a little pervert,. I left him to his own thoughts for about ten minutes. Letting him test the restraints. I came back into to room and walked up to the table. I laid a hand upon his broad chest,letting him feel my presence. I walked around the table, keeping in constant contact with his body. I climbed up on the table with him. Straddling his bare waist and hips. I leaned over his chest, my long silky locks cascading down to fall upon his chest. I swayed back and forth, gliding my hair across and up and down his.