." I leaned over and looked closer at the tin photo. "She doesn't look very old." I pointed at her pretty face and looked at my Grandma."She was only ...5 when this picture was taken, her husband was around 25... he was considered pretty old in those days." She smiled and began to turn the page.I stayed her hand and moved the album so I could see it better, "She was no older than I am right now... that's too freaky." It wasn't too weird back then, actually it was quite common." She pulled out an. The ceaseless assault continues on your well-lubricated gash, building and driving you onward. Already your next crest seems impossible to stop and you gush, but his cock still remains lodged deep inside your drenched pussy, merely increasing the pressure inside the chamber. His grunting increases, your moans become screams, sheer delight, agony and ecstasy, rolled into pure orgasmic pleasure. Then you feel it, near the base of his cock, swelling outwards, upwards and surging up his shaft,. "Oh, you know... the usual stuff. How about you?" I went to a few parties, got a little drunk... nothing big. What're you doing tonight?"I almost swallowed my tongue. She was going for it, asking me out. I had put it off too long, and now Lorelei was asking me for a date. I felt a little embarrassed."Nothing," I said. "Why, you want to go out?" That'd be great," she said. "I don't have class tomorrow--I still haven't seen your apartment. You're living with that guy... Rich?" Yeah," I said. Chelsea just grabbed me and thrust her tongue into my mouth. We kissedhard for several minutes, moving positions but still with our lipsglued. We finally had to break off and get some air."That was a down payment," Chelsea said. "Play my game and I will makesure your dickie will get the ride of its life." She locked lips againand continued to thrust her tongue into my mouth. We broke off after afew minutes. My mind was a daze. I had never been kissed like thatbefore. Wow. My mind wandered to.