She was there laid next to me on her back as my hand stroked her plump belly, I gave her a nice wet kiss then fondled her big breasts, licking her nip...les, she was so excited, I could tell when I slid my hand down under those lovely cotton knickers to her pussy, she was wet as hell, I always though old ladies were dry down there but my Gran was really wet as I tweaked her clitoris and slid my finger in mmmmmm, my cock was throbbing like hell, I had a nice lick of her pussy over her knickers. "No, if I say I am going to do something I very rarely go back on my word." Candy entered the house through the heavy wooden door."Would you like a drink? Wine, beer, spirits?" Martha asked."Yes. Scotch and coke thanks," Candy placed herself on a red lounge chair. She heard some clinking in the kitchen and Martha returned with two large icy glasses."There you are. It's so bloody hot. We deserve something big and wet," laughed Martha as she handed a glass to Candy.Martha reclined on a lounge. . I changed my car horn to gunshot sounds. People get out of the way much faster now.Gone are the days when girls used to cook like their mothers. Now they drink like their fathers.You know that tingly little feeling you get when you really like someone? That’s common sense leaving your body.I didn’t make it to the gym today. That makes five years in a row.I decided to stop calling the bathroom the “John” and renamed it the “Jim”. I feel so much better saying I went to the Jim this morning.The. ” My cock became hard again thinking about her holding my cock when I got out of the shower.As I stepped out, mum handed a towel to me. She sat on the toilet to dry my cock and balls. Her mouth was near my cock. I could see she took delight in looking at my cock and balls as she fondled them.“Mark darling, your cock in larger than some of my old boyfriends and it gets so much harder, too.”She leaned forward to take the head in her mouth. I had seen pictures of this in porn mags, but now my mum.