My leg thrown over his hips, his cock deep inside my cunt, while he gently played with my boobs and nipples. When both of us were home in the evening..., this is usually how we spent them: on the couch, completely naked, watching a TV movie. His cock was usually in my hand or in one of my body orifices, while his hands and mouth were somewhere on my tits or pussy.Sometimes he’d sprawl on the couch, with his feet up on a hassock, with his beautiful cock draped over one of his thighs. I’d lay. When she had left home she had white laced nickers on, these were now off and placed in Jason's personal draw to his desk.With the nickers she had placed a note and a round lollipop, the note simply said “You may want to taste me but that’s the only thing you're going to taste that I give you.”Jason didn't come into till late which started to peeve Jane off, by now they would have started the daily ritual of teasing and incessantly touching. She loved his attention, the simple erotic things. "You looked so pretty there that I just couldn't resist. In forty-eight years I guess I should have learned to control myself better."Just how lacking in control he was he proceeded to prove by letting a hand slide down his granddaughter's back to the soft curve of her ass. He let it linger, then explored the gentle contour, nudged it partly into the slit that divided her butt- cheeks. She thrilled to his touch as his experienced hand felt up her backside. He had made no pretense that his kiss. I had never experience an odor this strong. In the past I had gotten a whiff of her discharge during her period, but never this much or that strong. After the cum experience, I didn't gag, and never really tasted her period. Maybe I was immune from eating so much cum and pussy juice these last several days. I guess I was suddenly knocked back to reality after what seemed forever when Gloria started to arch her back. She had been fairly quiet, gently moving her hips from time to time. Now she.