I slid my fingers out of her pussy slowly, as I did I spread apart my middle and index finger while in her and pulled out so that her pussy was gaping...open when my fingers left the tight passage. As I started to really heat up I started having all sorts of things running through my mind that I wanted to do to this young little bitch. I decided that those things could wait till later. Right now I needed to play a little more before I finally fucked her. I picked up each one of her feet off the. They had really big nipples, bigger than my mom’s or aunt’s. One night as I lay there I looked at them. Her one breast was out to the side, her nipple was pointing straight it me. I reached over and touched it, Oma didn’t move. I touched it some more and it got bigger. The more I touched it the bigger it got, and Oma began to breathe heavier. Oma moved, I thought I had awakened her. She put her hand around the back of my head and gently pulled me to her, rubbing her nipple against my lips.. But anyway, she knows about us and our little "hobby".She fully approves and even used to participate as "the evil mistress"when she was still able to get around the house. She loves our sexypersuasion!" Phyllis giggled, winking at me, as she reached over togently squeeze my semi-hard cock through my dress trousers. I touched herin return, stroking her slender body through the silky material of herglowing satin brocaded robe. I could feel the outlines of her corset andgarters as she leaned. I should know; I was one of them. Mullets were the style in those days, and he had a nice one, down to his shoulder-blades. Once in a while, when it was late at night, and he was sitting on my grandparent's back porch, drinking a beer, he'd let me run my fingers through it. It was silky and soft, and felt like sex, I thought -- what did I know about sex?? I was 14, and even though my younger sister was no longer a virgin, and my older sister was virtually a slut by that time, me, well, I.