“I’ve never touched such responsive breasts,” he added. Winifred didn’t say anything; she didn’t know what answer to give. His hand slid dow... Winifred’s soft overflowing belly to between her legs, and his middle finger gently parted her pussy lips, and eased just a little way inside her. “Hmmm! Baldy too ... or nearly, dear me,” he scolded. He tickled her there for several minutes, very slowly, barely moving his finger within her. Winifred couldn’t see him, but she wondered if he was still. “But why do you want to?”“Women are different, Rick, as you’ve probably noticed. Some women were made for having babies. Your mother was so delicious when she was pregnant with you that I want to see her that way again. This time, I’ll be the man who enjoys her.”“Grandpa, what does Grandma think of this?”“She’s programmed like I want her to be, which is happy and supportive. She’s a lot happier than she was earlier in our marriage.”“Why?”“Well, that’s a long story and we can talk about it some. Having just seen a doctorconfirm that her hymen was intact, I took it easy. Itprobably took me ten minutes to get fully sheathed inmy sister’s sweet untried pussy. I got to suck on thosenipples again, too. That’s how I got all the way inher. Her pussy muscles were tightened up and the way Igot them to relax was to suck her nipples until she hadan orgasm. That relaxed her enough for me to slide onin.Man, oh man. I rode her like a cowboy rides a cow pony.This way and then that. Go and. He had been the lover of Caroline Ashford, long before I met her. The idea of them having a past sexual relationship did trouble me somewhat — and I was jealous of his longer, and more intimate, knowledge of her.It was a convivial dinner. The three girls had been shopping and sightseeing and Matilde expressed her delight in the many attractions of London. Patrick Jane hardly took his eyes from her during dinner, and I could see he was smitten – I hoped Matilde would treat him gently as I was.