I positioned myself in front of your and let your hands do the work on my cock and you did not disappoint me at all with your expertise in the arena. ...oon, you gave me a leg straight up and I was hugging on your sexy smooth leg and taking in that sweet aroma of your smooth feet while you were rubbing your now swelled clit with my hard cock. Can it get better than this? Obviously yes it can as then I hovered over you and allowed you to guide my hard cock inside your warm and inviting pussy. That. This action gives you a heavenly view of her jean-covered ass and as she bends over you spot the faint outline of her bikini panties. You react—in your pants your penis stirs and begins to harden. It passes and you continue your day. Later you lay alone on your bed or couch. As you relax you recall the trigger clearly as if it just happened. Again your penis stirs. It demands attention. You may fight it, but your mind keeps returning to disturbing, very female, images: A well-filled sweater, a. Fuck me. Give it to me.”Then we were kissing, breath mingled as we gasped and moaned, tongues sliding and dancing.“I wasn’t going to fuck you,” my grandmother moaned when the kiss broke. She looked at me through features twisted with lust. “But look at us now.”“I can’t believe it,” I said, gasping the words.“You should, can’t you feel my hot cunt around your dick?” My grandmother was shoving up to meet me on my way down. Her tits were rolling and jiggling, legs loose as I fucked into her body.. Knowing that the bathroom window looked out onto at least part of the backyard, but knowing exactly where I could spy into it from, I circled around the edge of the yard and entered my house via the basement door, reaching the top of the stairs just as Mom came in the front door.“Did you get your shoes dirty?” She asked. Noting that I was still carrying them in my hand.“Just wet.” I said, “I’m going to put them out in the garage to dry. So I did, then headed to my room. When I got there I.