She had never sucked a dick either. Nor did she know anything about vibrators, which my mother used.Over the next three weeks it continued just like t...at. Come rain or shine, Grandpa was up and out by 8 am. He didn’t come home until it was almost dark, not knowing or suspecting anything, but she had a quiet smile all the time. After eating dinner, he’d sit there in the lounge read the daily newspaper or listen to the radio. By 9 p.m. or so, he’d be fucked up from drinking his brandy, he’d. Those I could not decide right away for lack of evidence I simply delayed. ‘There are others,’ Jauffrey said, ‘but they are more…difficult, and so they are held in special cells.’ ‘Oh?’ I asked. ‘This one, for instance,’ he said, opening the door, ‘is accused of witchcraft.’ I was not prepared for what I saw when I entered. The special cells were much larger and held implements of various types, the purpose of some of them I had no interest in guessing. But I barely noticed those. There were a few strangers there which is always good. I spotted this fine looking young lady and my heart picked up a bit and I was ready for the chase, yeah I might be over fifty but my sliver tongue has never failed me as yet. My wife spotted me checking her out and asked, ''So is that your prey for tonight''.''Yes it is if you don't mind that is''.''Oh be my guest and if you do hunt her down I wouldn't mind been in on the kill''.'' Deal have you seen anyone that a lioness like you might. Dick, what are you doing. Stop it. I must go home. As she finished the sentence my tongue darted under her panties and licked one of her pussy lips. She began to moan as I moved the panties aside to gain access to her clit. She asked me to stop again and said that Harold had been the only man she had ever been with, and that he had never done this to her. I asked her if it felt good, and she replied that it did. I continued to probe my tongue into her cunt, finding her clit. This really set her.