Then i put my one finger , she was moaning and then 3 fingers, she said its paining. Then i opened my shirt and pant. she kissed my chest and play wit... my chest hair , and jerking sensation was on my body in the way of her touching like bitch. Then she put her hand on my dick and play with it , but refuse to suck . When she was playing, i was moaning in relax, in that mean time i came in her hand, then she took her hand near her mouth and lick each finger like licking icecream. Then i made her. Instead the man simply stood there, frozen like a statue, his hands clasped together as if in prayer. His eyes remained closed and he hardly seemed to breathe."Will you not answer me, stranger?" Parcifal demanded of him."Maybe he's right, maybe there is no bunny," muttered Winceham when he suddenly saw the same white bunny as before break through the ground from behind Parcifal. It stood there with it's eyes locked directly onto Winceham's gaze. Its nose twitched and Winceham saw the flames. My grandmother was cumming on my cock.I waited a moment until her shaking slowed down. I couldn't hold myself back much longer. I knew it. I moaned loud and pulled my cock out of her and rolled her onto her back. Her robe fell open and those gorgeous C cups were exposed to me, as was her pussy. I was shocked to see my grandmother had shaved all her pubic hair except a small runway. Apparently she wasn't all business as I thought. I couldn't hold it anymore, just looking at her I felt my balls. Get comfortable while I go and get you a drink. No need to tell me, I remember what you like."In the kitchen she opened the refrigerator and pulled out the small pitcher of whiskey sour Pete had mixed, along with two glasses from the freezer. As she placed them on a tray she called softly into the living room, "I remember you like whiskey sours, lover. I don't feel like margaritas today and made some sours specially for you." Sounds like a plan," Devon managed to answer, his voice sounding.