Countless nights spent fingering her pussy and dreaming of him made her sweaty and her breathing ragged. They walked to the bike. After helping her wi...h the helmet strap, he mounted, then helped her to situate herself on the seat. The days might be tropical but the nights can be quite cool on the bike with the wind whipping by, the leather jacket was soon well appreciated. Eva tucked herself into his back. Firmly clasping her arms around his waist she left him no doubt that she was digging him.. Mike had his hand on my thigh rubbing up and down almost exposing me to the gaze of a few of the guys that had turned to pretend to watch the TV by us.Mike was excited and I was too, but only because he always got me hot. We finished out one drink and headed out. Just a mile or two down the road was a small park. He pulled in and we got out. He held my hand and wandered down a small path and stopped by an old downed tree. He turned me and kissed me as we had just discovered how much we wanted. ‘Let me in,’ I heard my grandmother say, ‘I want to show you something.’I pulled my shorts up and unlocked the door. Gramma came in wearing a white, floor length dressing gown. ‘Do you mind?’ she asked.‘No,’ I answered, backing up to let her in, ‘Not at all.’Gramma stepped into the room and locked the door behind her. As she turned to face me I noticed her eyes were drawn to my boxer shorts. ‘Cute shorts,’ she told. I believe I could hear him sniffing at my crotch.He walked back over to the cupboard, stirred the fish food again, and came back to me carrying the small bowl. He walked underneath me, and I couldn’t see what he was doing because the tire tube blocked my view. Next, I jumped in reaction to feeling my uncle’s finger swirling his concoction around my pussy, then my ass. It felt good, nice and warm, so I relaxed a bit. Uncle Clyde said nothing as he scooped up a large gob of sticky stuff and.