"Is that gay?" I asked myself. After a moment I answered, "No, I'm a womannow!"I realized that the windows were open and I suddenly wanted some privac... soI turned off the tv and went back into the bedroom. Shutting the door Iwalked to the bed. I sat down and started feeling myself up, thinking abouthaving a man with me. Maybe my man. "Oh, man, my breasts feel so good!"Even through my clothes it felt wonderful to play with my big tits.I looked over to the nightstand and saw the clock, it was. She looked over at us, saw me with my legs spread wide open over Grandpa's lap and my shirt up to my neck, exposing my juicy round titties, then she turned her head and went back to sleep.After that, we had to be more careful. So careful till it got to where we were only fucking about once a month. I loved it, and therefore, I loved Nica. And Grandpa could only fuck me when Nica was gone, so, naturally, every time Nica went, I tried to be with her. We hung out and got really close. We did. I glanced in the mirror and saw that he had taken his cock out and was rubbing it while working his finger on me, he was starting to get very hard and the tip of his cock glistened with leaking pre-cum. My eyes closed as I enjoyed his touch and then I felt his finger pull aside the back of the thong and probe the opening of my arse using the juices from my wet pussy to lubricate and as he found the spot I pushed back and felt his finger enter me.Still bent down I felt him pull the thong down a. With a few knife strokes I collapsed the tent, cut the bottom away and bundled the rest into a wad. Shoving that up the stairs behind me, I rolled the remaining plastic round the cloth wrapped form draped over the table and taped it into place. There wasn't room for a proper carry: I had to half drag her up the stairs, watching that the plastic didn't snag and make rips that could leak something. On deck, I taped the bundle of plastic to the case, stabbed it in enough places to make.