I could hear the shower running and grandma cheerily humming a tune as she bathed. She"d left the door open, I realized. I slowed gradually, heart sla...ming against my rib-cage, then reached a full stop directly in front of the open door. I looked at the plastic white shower curtain, steam rising up above it, and imagined my own grandmother"s naked wet tits. I grabbed my cock and squeezed it as I stared, imagining I could see the water cascade over the mountainous slopes of her breasts and. Looking away. The smooth, dark wood over which they’d have her bend, the ties for her wrists on the opposite side. Looking away. Looking away.She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. It was cold. So cold, sitting here, naked, on this solitary plastic chair. A single bulb hung above her, the only frail source of light or warmth in this lonely place.She’d been caned on admission, as the magistrate had instructed to her shock and to cries of disbelief from her family and friends crowded. "I looked from Audra to Elise and asked, "How much have you told her about what went on in the house?"Audra answered, "You wanted me to clear the air, so I told her everything."Looking towards Elise and then back to me she continued, "You were right. She thought I was being disrespectful. I was, but she didn't understand my reasons. So she knows about father if that's what you're asking."I continued, "The thing I was going to say was that you didn't find out about the tunnel from anything your. I entered her in one thrust, and she squealed with delight. As I slowly and deeply pumped her, she turned to me and said, "I saw how you stared at my boobs during coffee this morning, and it made me wet." I was content to explode inside her in this position, but she pulled away saying, "I'm getting out - you finish your shower, dry off, and meet me in my bedroom across the hall."I dried off - never losing the erection she caused - and walked into her bedroom. She was dried off, sitting on the.