No one answers. Worried, she knocks again. Still no reply.“Grandma?” She asks.Nothing.That’s odd.Red frowns thoughtfully to herself. Oh well, Sh... thinks. Better go see what’s wrong.Knowing where the spare key is, she takes it and unlocks the front door – her first mistake. It creaks open and Red steps into a darkened sitting room.“Grandma?” She asks softly.“Over here,” Says a raspy old voice.Thinking her grandma isn’t feeling well, sick perhaps, Red dutifully follows the voice up a flight of. I started to get hard again asthe man worked his magic cleaning me. "He must have been a cat in a past life." I joked with myself as Irelaxed and enjoyed what he was doing to me. I suddenly felt my now hardcock slip into his mouth and down his throat as he started to suck me off. "Fuck!" I thought to myself as this hunky blonde flight attendantworked my cock like a pro. I hadn't gotten hard this fast after cumming inyears. I felt like I was becoming hypersexual again, like I was in. " You could get grants for college," I said, "and you'd be in a lot better shape than a lot of kids. First, you actually BELONG in college with that mind of yours. Second, you're not juggling a baby or two..." Still scary. By myself." I know what you mean. It's doable, though. Or maybe when you get into college, you get a new set of friends and you might find another who wants to share the rents and things."She was watching me. It occurred that this might just be one of those pivotal moments.. There she stood, the only items on her besides her panties and bra, the gold anklet, her watch and a black necklace she was wearing,Not to mention the black ear-rings. Whenever I looked at Shehla as my wife took her clothes off, she was watching Zeenat with great interest and, it may not be wrong to say that she seemed to be enjoying the show as much as I. She asked Zeenat to turn around slowly and looked at her appreciably from all angles, finally telling her that she had a marvelous figure.