"You are so light sweetie, Iwill carry you until we get closer okay?" Grandmother I am not a baby I can walk by myself ya know?" I say, I turnand see ...iley smiling from ear to ear staring at me for some reason. If Iwas a fly on the wall, or someone took a picture of me being held bygrandmother they would see that my new dress is wrapped around medisplaying my pink plastic panties, and bulging diaper for the wholeworld to see. My legs are straddling around grandmothers hips, with myarms around. We introduced ourselves, and she chatted about her divorce. She was a sexually unsatisfied wife with not so active hubby, which finally led to divorce. Then Leela started talking about sex and her fantasies.It was almost 11 pm. I was quite excited and asked for her pics. She said, ok, and sent her pics. OMG! Damn hot MILF she was. She almost resembled Madhuri Dixit in shape and looks.I naughty said, “How can men dick resist your seduction, baby? Mostly your ex-hubby didn’t have one.” She. I expect to gag, but it just slides right down my throat. I feel the skin on the middle of my neck push down and touch the sheets. Shockingly, the dildo that's stretching out my throat produces only slight discomfort. Air snuffs through my nostrils as I try desperately to breathe through my nose. The thought that consistently presides over all others, however, is complete astonishment at how my wife keeps fucking me... violating me. My rock-hard dick is about to burst from the idea of my sweet. ‘Let me do this for you,’ his words accented by thoughtful thumbs as they move between her thighs, light friction as they pull her sensitive flesh up and away from her core. ‘It will help you heal….’ His lips touching her body fully… the point of his tongue gliding upward along her rib, tracing it to the underside of a light, tingling breast. Despite her bruises, her body flushes with a familiar ache. She sighs as lips brush her nipple, purse over the hard teat. He sucks lightly, cool air.