“Yeah.” Gramma’s life was filled with activities with her and her husband. The two of them loved their bridge group and played often. Oh, don’... get me wrong. She gets the Munchkins to herself for a couple of hours three times a week. One of those times includes a few other kids from the homeschool group. My Gramma – still the consummate teacher.Now I need her to teach me something about being human.“Do I need to go home?” Kim asked.“Not unless you want to. You know what we’re going to talk. I waited for them, until both girls dressed and headed out for having dinner and a night of dancing and drinking for sure. I noticed my wife was braless. I could see her hard nipples pushing the thin fabric of her white blouse. I also saw that Helena was not wearing a thong under her tight white trousers. After having dinner at a small restaurant, they headed for a disco.I noticed at the dance floor that most of the white women there were dancing with black men…Soon my wife grabbed a huge black. A few seconds later I felt something cold and hard pressing against my little hole. He pressed his left hand against my pussy and pushed hard with his right. I felt the thing stretch my ass hole what felt like a mile and then settle with a little portion about the size of the nozzle inside the hole. It hurt like hell and I screamed."What the hell was that?" I asked hysterically."A butt plug," he said quietly. "It will keep your bottom closed so that the water can do its work."He lifted me to my. She took a long hot bubble bath, after which she put on some make up on then a garter belt and fish net hosiery. No panties or bra just a silk robe. She had herself waxed so there wasn't a hair to be found anywhere below her tiny belly button. The guys started to arrive about 7 and Sue could sit still thinking about what was about to happen. Once she got up to grab the blindfold and I could see a wet spot on the back of her robe from when she had been sitting. I knew she was turned on as much.