I had gotten a big career break about six months previously that I had been worrying that I would never get, and putting all my effort into making the...most of it. As had become my habit over the past few months, I brought my work laptop with me on Saturday afternoon to a coffee shop. I've found the routine useful for the dual purposes of completing some nagging tasks that it's difficult to find time for during regular work hours, and checking out all of the beautiful young women who are out and. That’s what this test must be about. He thought. She just wants an excuse for me to get her off again. His worry about it being some sort of trick vanished as he knew he’ll be able to do this. God knows how many times I’ve already done so. And he asks her, “Are we still doing it now?” He was still lying contentedly over her lap, enjoying the feel of her hands softly rubbing his ass, especially when it traveled down further to the underside, brushing against his balls. His dick was already. We sixty-nined and I sprayed about every centimetre of her body with my ejaculate. I moved on to fucking her huge tits and then even to anal sex.Grandma worked hard to stay silent through our encounters - biting and screaming into my pillow frequently - though having my bedroom in the basement helped. Her hairy sex intrigued me, often becoming so wet that it rolled down her fat thighs in small rivers of juice.She told me again and again that she loved me, that she needed me, needed my cock. She. She stared straight into my eyes and smiled as she worked her fingers in her cunt. I kept looking from her face to her crotch. Finally my eyes were glued to her hands as one held open her lips and the other pulled, twisted and stroked her clit. Before long she was moaning and cumming again. She sagged against the shower wall and let the water just flow over her. In a minute she looked at me and said, "I can't believe how much this is turning me on! I haven't cum this much in years." It was.