.. ??You probably think I’m weird, not so much for reading the story over and over, but because the mechanics of the act enthralled me, I just could...’t get the images out of my head, I still can’t. However, the story, at least to my mind, includes actions and descriptions that are simply not credible. Not that I wish to denigrate either the authors or their story in any way, but any attempt to actually do as they describe must allow for what is real, or possible, and what is fake, or ‘poetic. Oooooh fuck, that's it, God I could see you juices oozing all over your ass and thighs. AAaahhh, mmmmm, fuccckkkk! I'm going to cum!!!"I paused for a minute and shouted, "Grampa, come over here and cum in my mouth. I just love that, it makes me cum so damn hard!!!"He got off the couch, walked over to me, and slid the gooey head of his hard cock across my wanting lips. "Suck my dick baby, that's it, all of it, you know like I showed you last weekend. Yesss don't stop!!!"I resumed masturbating. I wasn't walking fast, since I had heels on, so he finally caught up with me. I felt almost turned on and excited by his presence. Once he was next to me, I glanced at him and our eyes met. He asked me my name and I told him. He replied with his name. He told me I was very pretty and very sexy. I just laughed at him. He told me I had very pretty legs. I thanked him and told him I was flattered by his compliments. He told me to follow him and started to walk in the opposite direction. . ”He came up from between her legs. “No tears this time?” he asked.“None this time.” He kissed her lips and she stroked his cheek. “You’re all ... funky now,” she said with a giggle.“It’s you,” he replied. “Your scent is filling my nostrils.” Giving her his hand he helped her sit on the mattress. Kneeling and facing her he embraced her and caressed her thigh. Then he slipped his finger into her slit and pressed it against her clit.Irene gasped. She dug her nails into his back. “Too much,” she.