I could smell an odor that was new to me and knew I had to learn more about it. Grandma silently got up, left the room closing the door behind her. I ...ighed heavily, relaxed and went back to sleep fully satisfied.Nothing was said the next morning and started thinking it had all been a dream. My body was saying one thing while my mind was telling something else. At breakfast that morning I did notice a certain something different about her. Grandma seemed much more relaxed with a curious smile. I don’t know why. It just is what it is. It doesn't really change anything. I don’t cheat on your mom all the time or anything.” I snorted and wondered about all the time. Chad immediately responded, “So it’s OK if I have sex with mom.” “No,” Jason and I both snapped. I continued, “We've already done what we've done. And maybe it will happen again. But you should have sex with girls your own age.” “Or whomever your own age,” Jason said. “Maybe you've been curious about other boys?” Chad flushed. After what she had been through for most of her life, she deserved a little childlike amusement. Truth be told, I almost felt like joining her myself.We decided on a nice, soft bed with a hideaway bookcase embedded in the headboard with oak paneling and an elegant rose motif on the sheets and blankets. It was perhaps a little more expensive than I had intended, but Kimmy seemed to want it so bad that I didn't have the heart to tell her no. Besides, a smile and a hug from her made it well worth. I could see and feel her nectar flowing down to my mouth. The sweet sexual aroma of her delicious pussy was rapidly bringing me to an enormous eruption. She was moving her hips trying to push her clitoris deeper into my mouth. I had it all and was sucking and licking. She had all of me sucking and licking. It was a damn sucking and licking frenzy. I could feel her coming. I could hear her moaning. She was bearing down hard on my face, her legs open so I could lick more of her. I could see her.