"You ready for another blow job Grandpa?" No baby. This time I want to fuck you." I picked her up carrying her into her bedroom. Once inside, I sat he... on the bed. I removed my clothes and laid down on my back. I pulled her on top of me, getting face to face. Her body was very warm from sunbathing, and she smell like cocoa butter from the lotion she was wearing. I began kissing her, rubbing her warm back and ass. I put my hands under her bottoms, squeezing her baby smooth cheeks. I rolled her. “For what? Oh baby………… to fuck me silly of course!”My eyes widen, eyebrows nudging my fringe and I feel myself shrinking down into the chair, frightened all of a sudden of discovery. I barely dare to breathe for fear of giving the game away. Yet at the same time, I have become curious, not to mention unsuitably aroused. Clearly, from the way the conversation is going, this must be her husband or someone else?! As the lurid topic prevails, fearful of being caught, I glance around for other. She sucked and wanked at them until she sensed that Jonathan was about to come then stopped. “I do believe Jonathan is a little excited,” she said. “I do believe you’re right,” responded Leonard reaching over and giving his cock a squeeze. Jonathan recoiled. He had never had his cock felt by another man. It hadn’t happened often with a woman, for that matter. “Just try and relax, old chum,” Leonard continued. “We don’t want to disappoint Pen with an early spilling of seed, now, do we? Why. "I chuckled and replied, "Well, you know, she would just as easily do the same for Mom, so it might all balance out." No. Definitely not. Do not even suggest that. As much as it might fuel my fantasies, I will not be the one to suggest anything to your mother."His consternation made me laugh, and I told him I would not suggest anything to anyone. I felt as if we had regained the even keel we had started with, so all seemed once again correct in my world.At the appropriate moment, Jason and I.