.. “There is nothing more that I'd like to do than take the floor and dance with you. Keep dancing, let’s keep dancing... Shake your groove thing.....” Grandma steps forward and bumps her hip against mine, then steps back. She steps forward again and bumps her other hip against mine, then steps back. She turns her back to me and falls backwards into my arms. I catch her, she turns her head, and kisses my cheek. I try my best not to look but there it is, a view down her shirt. Her breasts heaving. There is a mirror polished marble frame on the door and our reflection can be seen on it as if someone is watching us in mirror. I noticed that she is not aware that I have seen her neither my wife is aware that she is outside. I continued banging her like mad in anal and the moans have increased and became louder after a while I unload gallons of white lava inside her with a solid jerk. I looked at the door my MIL was moving back to her room. That night I was sure I was going to get a. She gripped his hair and pushed her groin into his face, she was in ecstasy, she felt his hands on her buttocks, his fingers between them, holding her while probing and she felt herself slipping down to the floor.Without realising it, she went into the sixty-nine position and found herself sucking his beautiful black cock, not just sucking it, she was slobbering over it, she'd never seen anything so utterly beautiful.Like her it was completely hairless, even his balls were free of it, she'd. ” Houlihan’s sizeable penis was starting to rise. “How about if I spank you every time you flinch or squirm?” “Every time?” Breathed Monica. “Promise?” Houlihan slid out the bottom drawer and took out a smaller version of the paddle he’d been nailed with by the frat guys and laid it on the desk. It was Georgetown blue, and it was just the right thickness, just the right heft. He didn’t necessarily want to hurt her. No, it was about satisfaction for him, spanking a legitimately naughty girl. And.