‘Who is this little beauty’ he asked my grandfather. ‘Mariel’, he answered, my daughters daughter, ‘An old head on young shoulders’ he sai... laughingly, and pointing at me said unabashedly, ‘Started growing a nice set of titties, to tease the boys with’, to which his friend added, ‘God I love young tits to suck on’. Of course I sat there listening to their banter, a little abashed but I knew they were harmless old men with too much wine, just teasing me in their adult way. Grandfather opened his. It didn't matter. He'd done what he'd done."You're a sick fuck Roland," he said, the self-loathing tone dripping off his voice.He turned on to 5th St and anxiety gripped him. The realization yet again that he had no idea what he'd do when he got there was creeping in on him, and his fear was presenting itself as he gripped the wheel more tightly.All that were going through his mind were questions:5th and Gerald? That's not very specific.What if they had guns?What if they killed him before he. Her name is Mary You may think so what we all love our moms, BUT I make love to my mom. It all started when my dad left my mom for another woman, it was the worst day of her life, and she did everything for him and worshiped the ground he walked on. He came in one day and packed a bag and left, not a word why or a reason. We found out three days later when a letter came from his lawyer stating he wanted a divorce and gave a financial settlement. I came home and found my mom sobbing, she had. Tayla was not there. Five minutes later I noticed her outside the cafe and she signalled to me to come out.She'd done herself up nicely. Her skirt was short and her stocking dark - I liked that - and on top she was wearing a casual shirt which showed off her beautiful round shoulders. Her breasts pointed at me - I wanted to hug her and hold those tits against me. I remembered the hand-job and her cum covered nipples.Dammit I wanted to fuck her! But where? I could not take her to a hotel - and.