Grandma was a older BBW that liked black men, a lot! She was wearing a low-cut nightgown, that was just long enough to cover her cellulite thighs, but...too small for her wide, fat butt. And her hard nipples poked through the lace fabric covering her breasts."You must be hungry! Come eat some of my food!And Big Black Dick in the Hood sat down and ate some of Grandma's goodies with her. Big Black Dick in the Hood was hungry. But Grandma was hungrier. So they took out the roast chicken. Big Black. The caress of our tongues grew more intimate, and my fingers were upon her hardened nipples now, while her hands were suddenly stroking tentatively at my own tits, finding the nipples there just as hard as her own paps were.It was insane, but, oh God, it felt soooo good, too! Her drool slavered into my mouth and I drank it, relishing the heat of her lips against mine, the friskiness of her dancing, exploratory tongue. We traded nipple pinches, mine stiffening rapidly while her fingers teased. He happily waddled over to her pillows where he curled up and watched her lazily as she continued to pound her pussy with three fingers. Because Mimi had lost herself in the pleasure of playing with her dripping pussy she didnt hear the door to her bedroom creak open. One of the stable girls, Kaela, a young girl only a year older than Melody stood in the doorway. Her straight strawberry blonde hair usually fell down to her waist but for work she wore her hair in long pigtail plaits, each tied. It got to me and I though oh what the hell, and took a few puffs and handed it on. It was a wonderful feeling and relaxed me even more which was great after all the dancing we had been doing. After a few more puffs on the joint, I was ready to go home, and then Ryan asked me if I was sure I wanted to go just yet. He looked into my eyes, then leaned in and kissed me on the lips. It must have been the joint but I kissed him back and then suddenly broke it off thinking what was I doing. He put his.