My heart beat fast in my chest, surging hot blood through my veins.I leaned down and smelled the spicy musk of Grandma's pussy mixed with the salty sc...nt of cum. My nose twitched. It was such a delight. My mouth watered. My hands rested on her thighs. I felt the warmth of her skin.“It's okay,” Grandma said. “Just relax and enjoy yourself. You can't mess it up. I'll enjoy it.”Mommy straddled Grandma's face and nodded at me. “Yes, she will. I love eating her out full of Daddy's cum.”I pressed my. She started stroking my cock slowly. I slowly went down each step before my cock was right in her face. She opened wide and went at it. I just put my head back and grabbed her wet hair. Squeezing it tightly letting all the water drip between my fingers. She moaned and groaned. Furiously the harder I pulled the more she moan and enjoyed my cock in her mouth. I stood on the bathroom floor with her stared her into the eyes as she looked a little bit shamed and excited at the same time. I picked. Even that 10 minutes had left my throat sore and my jaw aching. But it also gave me a belly full of delicious cum. Closing the garage door again, I whipped out my throbbing cock and jerked a huge load of cum all over the concrete floor. Damn, I couldn't remember shooting a more powerful load. Just for giggles, I grabbed the tape measure; my personal record, a shot of 6 feet. Back in the house, I did some internet research on anal sex. Well some research and also watched a few pornos. If these. My parents were invited, but they couldn't attend. About an hour into the event, Ed was surrounded with the attendees who wanted to know everything they could about his background and political leanings.It was then that Big Jim came up to me and said, “Why don’t you come out with me on the veranda, darlin’, so we can get a little air.”I was happy to take a break from all of the political talk, and Jim’s old-style veranda is just beautiful with the tall columns and rustic furniture. We talked.