She told me like “ come and cut the cake my dear, there is a big surprise gift waiting for you”,I cut the cake and feed a small piece to her and s...e too fed me a small piece and then she applied the cakes on ma face and me too did the same and we play there like small kids by throwing the cakes on each other and we totally dipped by the black forest.After the play over she came near to me and she sucked the cakes which were on ma face, I was shocked and speechless for a second, because she wont. Grampa's sitting on his couch, and I am sitting ten feet away from him, in a big stuffy chair. I could feel his sexual excitement as I watched him slowly stoke his cock. I mischievously gazed at him out of the corner of my eye, and spread my legs wider. I separated my pussy lips, run my fingers along the slippery gooey surface, and showed him the fluid oozing from my cunt."Oh my goodness Gramps, thinking about all the things we do, and some we have yet to explore, has made my nipples and pussy. "Iris!" he hissed. "I'm in here!" "What were you doin'?" she asked, words a little slurred. She weaved a little as she ogled him, a smile breaking out on her face. She took a half step forward. "Are you jerking off, Jason?" "Iris!" he hissed a little louder, mortified. A part of his brain knew his cock should have been shrinking in embarrassment, but it wasn’t. Just the sight of her standing there wearing nothing but a tank top and panties was making his blood boil with lust. Thick, round,. Mr Mamun had only two daughters and no son. The older was Brishti, whom I saw earlier was married. My wife regretted about Brishti that she was an intelligent student, but as she was an unnatural beautiful girl, the depraved street boys always molested her on the way of her school. Even some of those boys proposed to marry her and warned that if her parents wouldn’t be agree to give marriage they would kidnap her or throw acid on her face. At last being find no way they tried to give marry her..