’ His mother said. ‘I am sure I will be okay here on my own.’ Dylan knew she was going for the guilt trip, and he wasn’t going to fall for it....‘Mom, you’ll be fine. You have David and the rest of our family here if you need anything. You act like your 75 instead of 57!’ ‘Okay, okay. No guilt!’ His mother threw up her hands, caught in her game. ‘I guess I have to let you go at some point.’ She walked him to the door and hugged him. ‘Mom, I’ll be okay. I’ll call when I get to where I’m going.’. He continued to wash between her legs and his fingers gently touched her labia lips. She jumped and Troy wondered what he had done. “It’s okay baby, I like your fingers down there – it is a long time since I have felt a man’s hand on my mound.” “B..ut…but… Nana.” “No buts Troy, just keep sliding your fingers up and down my clitoris.” So Troy decided to do this the right way. He lifted her out of the tub and wrapped her in a large towel and took her back into the bedroom. He laid her on the bed,. I said you are right about that. I figured out her method , she would chat up a " client" then go in the house, they would follow a minute later and they would come out to gether. I figured I'd sneek in and watch some of it myself. Well she knows me all to well and the guys that had already been in side where told to keep me busy so I didn't spoil her fun. I was keeping track of who went in and how long they where in there by making a small mark on my BBQ grill with my burger flipper. One guy. She whipped the shirt up and off, turning it inside out as she did so. That dragged the wet streak across her face and forehead. She jumped up and down, going "EEEWWWWWWWW" again.Blaine got his wish to see his sister's bare titties. Not only that, they were bouncing up and down delightfully as her feet beat a tattoo on the floor in her distress."It got on my FACE!" she yelled in a whisper. Ohhhhh Booo, get it off, please, get it off me Boo."He said "Wait right there" and dashed from the room,.