“I like your big cock in my pussy. I bet you’ll be glad to get inside Mom’s pussy too, won’t you?” Becky like talking about us fucking other..., as we fuck. I like for her to talk about it too, it makes me think of Mom, as I fucked my cock deeper into Becky’s pussy.“Heck yeah, I came close to just ramming my dick in her pussy this morning.”“I hope we get a chance to fuck some more while we’re collecting Monday evening. We need to go to the bank before we start, I want you to meet Mr. Kennedy. I’m. His dark brown, closely clipped hair framed a face formed of prominent cheekbones, a strong chin, and a hawk-like nose. His easy smile and hazel eyes softened his visage into something more toward pleasant than handsome. Luisa’s eyes widened as she noted the stars on his lapels. She sat up as straight as the various casts and braces on the right side of her body would permit.“Please, this isn’t a formal visit,” he said. “I understand that you’ve had a hard time, and I don’t want to cause you. “That’s her,” she said. “I dreamed about her last night. We had a pretty deep conversation, mostly about you guys. She’s an interesting woman.”Knowing wasn’t accepting, and it took another few months before she came to terms with the situation. I walked into her room one day to see her staring intensely at a chessboard. “What are you doing, Grandma?”She rolled her eyes and grinned. Jen seems to think I got my sarcastic wit directly from her. “What does it look like I’m doing? I’m playing. Dirty old man, why did you take them off so slow, I bet you have felt and sensed all my body details under them”He laughed saying “maybe I did, would you blame a dirty old man for doing that? But I only felt the sides, where my fingers were pulling the panties, down, I was hoping to feel something else to see how soft or how hairy it was?”The son of a bitch wanted to feel my pussy, but I guess he did not dare do it, I giggled saying “well, it might be your bad luck, you chickened out, didn’t.