“Hmmm… going to be a good one,” said Angela, stroking his cock. "What do you expect, looking like that!" said James, unable to keep his hands of... her. “Let’s try it for size then,” she said. Angela took the gold ring, which was a bit like a posh napkin holder and held it at the end of his cock. “I think we’ve got this wrong,” she said. “Won’t it go on?” asked James. “No, look. You need to get a bit softer again and then I can slip it over the end.” “OK, but you look so damn sexy baby!” said. But that just makes me love her even more, knowing that I’m her blood relative. Grandpa swears that Elda is the only “man” he was ever queer for, but none of us really think of Elda as a man. She’s just this perfectly lovely black woman with poise, grace, sensuality, charm, intelligence, and yes, ten inches of black cock thicker than my wrist! She has everything! And she was shoving that black cock up grandpa’s ass while she reached under and masturbated him. They stopped in mid-stroke when I. " I whispered, "I can't stop it."She winked at me and seemed to gag, then suddenly her head moved forward and my cock slid easily into the back of her throat, she was deep throating me."Oh Christ mum."Her hands clutched at my buttocks, my hands gripped her hair as she swallowed eagerly, not once did she gag or heave as I pumped spurt after spurt down her throat.Even when I was empty and pulled myself back, her lips gripped my cock and sucked every last drop from me, not only was it sexy, erotic. No I do not know about farming."He grinned at the teenage girl, "well farm girls tend to be a horny lot. My Ashley was asking if you were single and might like company."She was blushing and I grinned, "I would love to take her with me but she would get tired of me real quick."He chuckled and I sighed and headed for the door, "I need to see if I can find the damage to the plane."Ten minutes and I had the engine covers open and six lads looking in at the engine with me. I saw the damage right.