" he muses, as if to himself, andinstantly someone's hands, it must be Glenn's, unfasten the buckle at theback of my leather belt, pulling the harness...out from between my thighs.The pressure inside my anus suddenly releases and I let out a little moanof relief - already I feel my muscles mustering their strength to ejectthe invading width of the dildo. Suddenly someone grabs the end of theplug and pulls. I cry out as it slides from my body, experiencing a final'pop' of pleasure as the bulge of. Yet none so sweet as the scent of my granddaughter as we walked side by side down the first pathway. Even now I could smell her pussy, just barely aroused from the promise of being touched. I knew well already she would cum in a heart beat if I had the chance to push my fingers into her sheath past the narrow thong. We came to a bench as we strolled along the wondrous paths of the garden, there were not nearly so many people as I had thought there would be. But then, that would be to our. ‘Just walk on into the house.’ But no way was he going to do that. This was an all white neighborhood, and he was a black man. What if the computer program Jerry raved about hadn’t worked? There was no answer to his ring. Feeling nervous but hopeful, Louis pushed open the door. ‘Mrs. Weston?’ he called out. ‘It’s Louis Field. Your husband Jerry asked me to come by…?’ Getting no response, Louis stepped in and closed the front door behind him. He was in the foyer of the large house. The computer. "Ya, I can't wait too," I said, as I bit my lip and reached over to rub his cock through his pants. I had a craving look on my face, already incredibly horny at just the thought we were almost there."I can see that," Mike replied, and pulled off the highway to take a service road where no cars were, but wouldn't take much longer to get there.I took that as a signal to unzip his pants, unbuckle them and pop his juicy cock and balls out that was already throbbing hard. "Looks like you're.