" she whispered desperately as tears filled her eyes.She unlocked her legs from around his hips and braced her knees and calves to his sides. He thrus... slowly a few times, staring into her face ... seeing the desperate desire behind her tears. She'd never crave another man the way she does him—or want or need or love another man the way she does him ... His jealousy started to build again. He didn't want her to EVER be with any other man but him!An angry fire burned in his eyes. He breathed. Tim decided that his daughter, Janice, was old enough to be mated now and so he walked down the hallway that evening and told his wife, Cindy, and he and Janice would be busy for a couple of hours. Cindy, Sue, Tim and Chuck had all developed a "language" that they readily used whenever one of them was going to be intimately involved with someone else in the family and they had all agreed that whatever pairing they wanted to do was OK and everyone would honor a "I'm going to be busy with _____". Her makeup had run all over, and she had red marks all over her body from hands and fingers grabbing and squeezing her. I was worn out as well, and just wanted some rest. Lisa came over to me and said she was taking me for a ride somewhere. I just wanted a shower, to clean Debbie up, and go to sleep, but Lisa refused. I put on sweatpants and a t shirt and got in her car. She had put on a sweatshirt, and sweatpants as well, but under them she was wearing a very sexy pair of red crotchless. D and Rock helped get Grandpa up the stairs to the larger bathroom. Along with various medical issues, Grandpa suffered from dementia and was pretty much a mumbling vegetable. I was relieved, hoping this would be a chance to loosen up and let my guard down. Physically my feet killed and my cock was way past tired of being tucked. Not to mention the mental gymnastics needed to not slip-up around the family. Granted, our prior encounter had Grandpa groping my ass, I’ll take a weak horny old man.