.. Todd stand against the wall about there, and then Iflipped the switch while this..." Chip handed his father the picture."...this was in the project...r." Oh... my god... son! What the hell were you thinking?" Mrs. Ransbottomtook the image from her husbands hand. I stepped closer to her so Icould also see the printed picture Chip had used.Her eyes widened and she shot a glance toward her son. "Chip, what's themeaning of this?" She dropped the page on the table, I picked it up. Itwas an almost. Then one day, maybe the 5th or 6th time, I thought I’d not struggle till I heard the front door open. I was spread-eagled on my bed; the bedroom door was wide open. If they came straight upstairs I was caught, I heard them in the kitchen then they must have gone into the lounge. The excitement was enormous. I actually play that game of waiting till I heard them, by asking Ben to toss a coin and tell me heads or tails before he left. If he called tails, I would wait till I heard the door. I. I lock my lips on hers and our tongues meet. Moments later, my cock starts to harden. Grandma stops kissing and steps back. “Let’s find somewhere secluded. I can use a break” I say as we look around. The park has a shelter area with tables. We head over and find a table behind the building, out of the view of the rest of the park. Grandma sits on the bench and pulls me tight against her. Her head is just above my waist. She starts to loosen my shorts as she continues her story. “Your Grandpa. Intimidated even. But it doesn’t feel very nice to complain. And after all, Vanessa is your friend; you’re part of a team. Isn’t that right?’ ‘Um...I don’t...I mean, I suppose so...yes, it...doesn’t feel very...good to complain. Of course. Forgive me.’ Allison felt as though she should be confused. After all, didn’t I just do...say...uh…and I don’t think that...um... but instead she just felt a serene pleasure as she let Roman’s voice melt away all other thoughts. He’s so smart! It just.