Almost in disbelief, Mr. Corey feels the girl pressing her ass back against his shaft, wanting more, and with his hands on her slender hips, he thrust... his hips forward and pulls back on her body at the same time. Looking down, he watches his thick, slimy prick slide slowly in a little deeper through the pink opening of her asshole. Bit by bit the length of his long, thick cock begins to disappear as it moves into the incredibly hot tightness of the little girl's sexy behind. She is enjoying. His hips tensed. He continued to watch. The old man’s finger continued to gently caress his wife’s pussy through the cloth of her underwear. Very slowly, being careful not to wake her, his finger tip grazed across the cloth. The youthful roundness of her labia unmistakable as the white cotton shifted. Every time she shuddered, or made the gentle adjustments people do as they sleep, the hand flinched back. He could imagine the older man’s eyes jamming shut in pretend sleep. This carried on. We've got plans to make. Come on, Jimmy. Can't you bounce a little higher? Throw me the phone, Amy." Mom? Hi, it's Bitsy. Can you come up here right away? GrandPa had some kind of stroke or something and he needs somebody to take care of him. I know how much you thought he would try to take advantage of us, but he doesn't even like us help him go to the bathroom, and he can't do it himself. He's pretty helpless."Oh, dear, Bitsy. You and Amy help him go to the bathroom? Isn't that disgusting?". On the next downward push, he pressed hard down, his head feeling squashed as it went down the tight tube. He could feel his cock slide all the way down the fighting gullet. Her head was trying to jerk back against his hands until her backward pressure was greater than his downward pressure. She came out gagging and gasping for breath. She shook her head and just as her lips were about to engulf the cock head “Again” he heard her splutter… “Again.”This time there was no slow build up, Ross.