.." I cut her off again whirling around to face her, I see fear in her expression. "Your grandparents aren't here simple girl! Its just you and me. Yo... don't have to do this, but its your future not mine." I see her start to think, then her eyes light up slightly, but I don't have time to think about it because right then she looks at me and nods, a slight smile spreading across her face. "Alright. I'll do it." Good." I beckon her forward. "Come here." She saunters over to me, her hips swaying. I reluctantly took my hand from my mother’s silky leg and fished it out of my pocket. I smiled as I read the text and sent a quick reply before returning my hand to its previous spot.“Something funny?” my mom asked, noticing my reaction.“Not really, just Amara,” I replied.“Everything okay at home?” she asked with a slightly anxious tone as she sat up a little straighter.“Oh, yeah, everything’s fine,” I reassured her. “I have a little something I need to do when I get home. You might enjoy. Ya old sausage gobbler" Sylvia's had to go into town...won't be in till later. Short on breakfasts... That's all...and stop calling me names" Or what...you'll take ya false teeth out gum me to death...heehee" By God. Ya still the same only mouthy,cantankerous old pig you always were." Ah but ya never complained when ya was a bairn...."."I was 18....you were 40 odd nearly 50...you abused me." Fuck off.....your another deluded fucker with selective memory....you came on to me." I was drunk!". But having a plastic dick and having the real thing thrusted up you are two different things.The most exciting experience I've had with another woman was with this model from Spain called Elena. She was absolutely gorgeous. Tall, slender, olive skin, long sexy legs, long black hair, and big brown eyes. I remember she came into my studio one rainy afternoon wearing tight black jeans, sexy black off the shoulder top. I told her to stand in front of the camera and I started to take photographs.