Breeching the candy-pink lips of her sex repeatedly, she smiled at me with her eyes and then engrossed herself in our performance.Brigitte demanded th...t I pull her hair and fuck her harder. Gathering it up into my fist, her head snapped back and forced her back to curl. Now at the perfect angle, her tight muscles made me work hard. In between Brigitte’s yelps, her filthy words of encouragement spurred me on. I gave in to the addictive strength of their pleasure and thrust even harder. I. “Okay, for this next set of shots I want you both to stand up. Embrace, but leave a little room between you so I can get the shots. Matt, start by kissing Stephanie’s neck line again and let your hands at her waist. Babe, start with one hand on his waist and the other on his chest.” They listened and I could tell Matt was fully erect at this point as his member was outlined and straining against his underwear. Steph must’ve noticed too, because she glanced and her eyes widened focused on his. My grandmother was divorced from my womanising grandad, but was still a very handsome woman. But what had aroused my teenage interest was what was put out on her washing line on laundry days; no lines of beige and cotton! Silks and satins in shades of blacks, red and pink adorned her line, and my young cock always twitched when observing the fluttering delicates and my mind wandered as to how they would feel against my young skin! And it wasn't long before I found out...One day, my grandma was. "You have to admit: It's hard to beat." Well, the sex was fantastic. You finally took me there, Eric." And you were unbelievable, Amy. It took everything I had to keep from blowing it the second you lowered yourself onto me." I could see it in your eyes," she said, smiling. "But then the tables turned when I came. I've never felt anything that intense." You were totally lost," I reminisced. "Head thrown back; a****l noises coming from your throat. It was the hottest thing I've ever seen."Amy.