Feeling the need to be alone with his thoughts for a while, he walked straight out from the back of the Cat, into the fields scattered around town.Min...blind knelt next to the rectangle of recently turned earth and sat down a bunch of wildflowers he'd gathered up just before returning to town. Delly had kept flowers in her room whenever they were in season, so he guessed that she'd probably have liked the gesture."Ain't real good at this," he muttered under his breath. "Guess I just want to say. How long.”“Uh...well...maybe 10 minutes or so.”My grandma gasp “I see...and what did you hear.”That’s when I knew she was trying to see if i heard her calling my name. As I sat trying to think of a response I don’t know what came over me but I thought fuck it, I was going to just tell her everything.“ I heard you moaning...and I watched...and I enjoyed it....I began to stroke my cock...and I heard my name.”My grandma sat in silence, breathing heavily.“I see...I don’t know what to say.”I reached. Pushing my chair to the side, I leaned over the desk with my palms flat while pretending to read some papers, as if everything was normal. As if he was reading straight from a script I wrote, Randy opened the back door and started to say good morning but stopped just after 'good...' left his lips.In the long pause that developed, I shifted my legs a little back and forth, then finally bent over further and rested my elbows on the desk but never looked back to acknowledge his presence. I finally. I took my time, letting us build together. She was growling and sweaty as her legs tightened when she orgasmed. I let myself join her. She locked her legs around me, not letting me escape as I softened in her with our juices oozing out of her around my cock.“That was beautiful,” Tink said with a sniffle. She was standing beside the bed watching us. How long she had been there, I did not know. I do know the coffee she brought was perfect drinking temperature.After a huge, hearty breakfast, Tink.