I rolled my eyes.Without saying a word, seemingly salivating, he got up and made his way to the group. He began talking to, then got his hands on, a ...runette girl wearing a trench coat and a Marilyn Manson shirt (this was the late 90's, after all). Her friend, a black chick wearing a tight shirt with, might I say, nice ass titties, began hitting him over and over and he just lightly pushed her away. Obviously something was going on here.I felt my blood boil. First off, this asshole reminded. He was met in the bath by Mary and she washed him as they talked about their days. Mary said as she rode up and down on his cock. “I have been going out looking at jewelers. I have found one or two that do well with what they have but nothing like what we have in our bags. I have also met a few women in the shops. I was invited to a party this weekend.”“Is it just you or are you allowed to bring a plus one?”“I wouldn’t go or cum without you. It will be a dinner party but there were hints that. Timmy was another matter because he had an ear to ear grin. He kissed Sally, surprising her, and she blushed, smiling the whole time. He jumped up and came to me, hugging me and whispering in my ear; "I want to stay with you, Gampa, and I think Mom does too."I hugged him back, telling him it was his mom's decision and he had to do whatever she decided. This didn't seem to faze him at all. He let me loose and grabbed his mom's hand, telling her they had to talk. I almost busted out laughing at. Finally I reached forward to touch her breasts. Gaining a bit of confidence I leaned further forward and licked her nipples. With a bit more boldness I sucked them. She moaned as I did."I'm going to cum soon," I warned her as her stroking got faster."Don't. Not yet," she told me, as she pulled her hand back from my shaft.She sat and let me suck on her titties. I noticed she was rubbing her pussy and moaning. After a few more minutes she stopped and looked at me."Have you calmed down now?" she.