Next, it became cholesterol and more maintenance medicine.When Ron was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes, still more medicine was piled on; but Ron's hea...th plan and wallet easily handled the cost and the co-pays.But the cost of all those meds became something else entirely when Ron's penis needed help getting up.At first, the wife was pissed, as if Ron was tired of her, but they soon found out it was a side effect of all those medicines.So now Cialis was added to the (no pun intended) cocktail. I had no choice but to take it out of my pants.I took my Nine-inch cock in hand and began to masturbate in earnest. By then, it was doing my thinking for me. I almost jumped out of my skin when Gran stirred in her sleep."What if she wakes up and catches me jacking off?" I thought. "I almost wish that she would." I pumped my cock harder, and as I slipped over the edge, I did something truly insane. I stepped forward and sprayed my Grans tits with cum. What was I to do? If I tried to clean her up. "Invite me in! Hurry up! I need to get these filthy animals' carcasses out of here before your father sees them!"My eyes must have narrowed because he was practically dancing in the doorway with anxiety. "Fine! Come in!" I said with exasperation. Then I raised my knives, feeling more than a little ridiculous trying to appear threatening in my bath towel, and said, "If you are playing with me, I know about a hundred ways to kill a person and my dad knows about a thousand."Lars smiled and raised. His cock was so big and felt so nice in my tiny pussy. I was very slick, as he fucked me hard. “Do you like this cock? You fucking whore. You like fucking me? Gloria, your pussy is so tight and wet. Oh fuck!” Tony smacked my ass and fucked me hard on my staircase. It felt so good. His cock was so much bigger then my husbands. “Oh yeah. Pick me up and fuck me in my bedroom!” Tony picked me up and carried me to my room. He put me on the bed and told me to fuck him cowgirl position. My.