"Sam, you watch for police or any good samaritans pulling over to lend a hand," she said before swallowing my cock again."Oh Grandma, that feels amazi...g," I moaned, gripping the steering wheel.The cars flying by didn't appear to be able to see what was going on, although one semi let out a long blast of his air horn as he passed."Oh god, I'm gonna cum." She buried her face in my lap until she had even the last centimeter of my cock in her mouth. I let out a loud groan as I sprayed my cum down. ‘What’s wrong? Is my big b*****r getting turned on? Eww, that’s gross, you pervert,’ she said playfully as she grabbed Stephen’s lower abdomen. Stephen was immediately grossed out and backed away. ‘Knock that off, come on now.’ Aaron definitely thought this interaction was bizarre and a little inappropriate, but having no siblings himself he didn’t really know how they interacted and decided to think of it as teasing, and thought nothing of it. ‘Aren’t you guys going to join me?’ she asked. There was no way to hide the tent that had formed in my boxer shorts. She placed her hand on my crotch, feeling my erection through the cottony fabric of my underwear.“On boy!” she exclaimed gleefully as she felt the stiffness or my tool. I stood up and again extended my hand, which she willingly accepted. I lead her into my bedroom and on to my bed. I helped her out of her thong. She spread her legs, welcoming my advances and the kisses I planted on her abdomen. pushing downward with her. I was sitting in this coffee shop, on an early Monday morning, having my breakfast, and reading the newspaper, when something about Ken's accent caught my attention. He was in the booth right next to mine, sitting with his back within a foot of my back. He was speaking perfectly flawless English, but his accent was so thick, that it was hard to understand him at first. He was telling the man he was with something about some oil wells down in a place called Luling, Texas. Being just naturally.