Grandma could no longer touch my erection with her fingers but she did gently hold and caress my sack. It took some doing but I was finally able to se... what her other hand was doing and was I surprised. She had spread her legs and put her hand between them. I knew then she was feeling herself down there and it was called masturbation. So now the rumors I'd heard a school were true. Women did things to themselves kinds like what we boys did and I found it exciting.As grandma worked her hand. She told me to stay like that. She then began taking pictures of just my face buried in another man's pubes. It was then I noticed that she had been filming me the whole time. She had me slowly move my head back, showing more and more cock coming out of my mouth. I had to look directly into the camera. Any insurgence on my part would result in not being allowed out of my cage and being beaten up by Jake. Once my wife took that first picture, I knew I was completely under her control. Jake. Funny really, she said that you hadn’t even noticed her at dinner the evening before, but she assured me that she was going to find a way to… attract your attention. ‘You must understand JG, that William Burgess… well, when he talked to Minerva, he talked about family duty, and all that silly rubbish. When it came to romance, Minerva had always turned to me for advice. And I had told her many times, that when she met the right man for her, she would know him the instant she laid eyes on him… It. I guessed I had redeemed myself and she would not need to kill me after all!Then as I released her from my mouth, but letting my right thumb stay inside, I felt her vagina continue rippling over it.Jayne recovered enough to say, "Wow!" at the same time I heard Aunt Rose exclaim from my bedroom, "Oh my! ... Oh my!"Sally called out, "We're in here mom."Aunt Rose answered back a third, "Oh MY!" and added, "When you guys are finished, breakfast, 'waffles, ' is/are ready." Ok, mom," Sally called.