Unable to refrain any longer his bag jerked and tightened, as he blasted into the seducing warmth of Patricia’s soft grinding opening, filling her w...th the fire of life, his agonized cry of pleasure filling the room. Her demanding softness shattered him, casting his strength down stories below on a bed of jagged stone. Where he lay broken and empty, a mere shadow and shell of the formidable driving force he’d been moments ago. ‘I love you David,’ she purred against his chest, as his last. She doesn’t know how much time she was doing it and when she came back to her senses, she was rubbing herself like wild and she needs to go to her bathroom real quick. In a matter of time, she throws herself to the bathroom and then a loud cry was heard. After standing there with hand support on the wall, she looked at herself. The orgasm was strong enough to shake her up. It is still flowing down through her thighs down to her knee and there to the floor.Third dayWhen it’s 8 am on the clock. Instantly I froze, but when I did so I noticed a different reaction in my grandmother, one I was dreaming of. I remember having my cock in my hand looking at my grandmother and she said, “ I am so sorry to interrupt you, i uhh” now to remind you, she has been A widow, so I knew by her reaction she liked what she saw, so I did not cover up, I continued to slowly stroke myself, and told her “I am sorry I didnt lock the door, Next time I will” now at this point I can tell she was getting horny... ''That's not the strange part... There was a devil/incubus type creature sitting on my chest smiling evilly down at me as I am lying there, either unconscious or dead. Then a demented looking horse stuck its head through the drapes at the doorway. By that time I had freaked out and woke up clutching the sheet on my bed. That is when I could feel someone in bed with me and I reached for the light.'' Leeann trailed off.''Jesus Lee! No wonder you have marks on you. Demons and demented horses. That.