Michael looked around the shop waiting for his first customer of the day. His eyes settled on the range of horse whips hanging on the wall. The shop s...ld a selection of leather riding boots and the crops were seen as a simple accessory. However whilst he was standing waiting he often looked at the crops and imagined himself being whipped by Auntie Jane when she was in one of her slinky dresses. His attention was caught by a rather voluptuous lady who came in to the shop. She was youngish,. That was fine with Wade because, in addition to being his grandmother, she was one truly fine-looking woman -- definitely a 'hottie'. Hell, even the guys on the football and basketball teams that he played on, had seen her at the games and commented on her good looks. A few of them had even referred to her as a MILF -- at least, until he'd told them to "watch it; that's my grandmother you're talking about!" Secretly, though, it made Wade feel rather proud to know that he had a hottie for a. I wanted the pussy. That was very hairy too. Fine, I would do some muff-diving. She leaned back on her elbows and I started to teach her a lesson in lesbian love making. I was always a fine teacher. I reached her clit with my two hands and with my fingers I popped her clit out of its little hood. Then with my thumb I rubbed it softly and watched her start to squirm. Her hairy pussy was beginning to leak out juices. I licked her clit and she bucked against my face. I think that was the first cum. ? You whimper.I start to push my hips forward, still guiding the head of the cock as I pressthe tip into your slightly stretched hole. You want this so badly that youbegin to push back against me, bearing down so that we are working togetherto impale you on my strap-on. A low steady groan escapes your lips, pure pleasurejudging by the tone and your backwards pushing. ?Very good baby, take my cock? I say lovingly. The sight of my strap-on slowlyworking into your tight, muscular ass is.