? ?Forthinking you?re too pure, too precious for men like me. I?m too old, too out ofshape for you right? But you needed something from me, wanted me...to fix yourthings for free, so you played with me.? Shewanted to deny those false accusations and tell him that he was insane. Yet sheknew it was useless. He was going to interpret whichever way his demented mindwanted. So with much self-discipline, she whispered, ?Yes, I?m sorry Joe.? ?Master. Call me master from nowon. From now on, I will. "How do you want me? How do you want to use your grandma?" she asked.I could feel my face flush with lust and intoxication."Get down on the carpet on all fours," I said.She quickly got down on all fours in front of the couch. Sam and I peeled our clothes off as she crawled away from us to the center of the room.After I kicked my boxers off I walked over and knelt down behind her. I gripped her hips, staring for a moment at her wet, waiting pussy. Then I slid into her warm vagina."Unhh yes-" she. She started crying and asking him to stop, to get off her. Then she felt him release in her. She beat at his chest, hating him for doing what she had allowed him to do.Luke had watched the whole show and laughed as Tommy got up. Tommy tore her heart apart as he got dressed with his departing remark, "Thanks for the fuck, babe."She laid there crying. Her panties gone, taken by the boys, her skirt and legs covered with her blood and Tommy's fluid. She was so ashamed, so scared, and she hated him. The room was cool and calm, it smelled sweet of lavender oil, and to add to the soothing effect, the wine was doing its mischief.But then, what felt like a lifetime, my drowsy eyes slowly opened because my heart was beating fast, and I sensed hot breath on my face.When I became completely conscious about my condition, I found myself softly kissing a man on the lips who was rubbing his stiff cock on my wet pussy lips.I pushed him by the face and began to look around the room.Donald: Calm down,.