By Christmas day the bottleheld more than a cup of the old man's cock slime. Mary remembers with horrorChristmas Eve. When mother served the eggnog, t...e old man made his granddaughterwarm up his sperm in the microwave and drink it instead. When she microwavedher grandfather's cock juice, its sharp smell filled the kitchen. Mary shudders at the memory and takes a long drink. When she puts down theglass her upper lip is coated with a "milk" moustache. The white liquid inthe glass has a slightly. I gently took her hand and placed it on his huge cock. She stopped looked at me, I told her it was ok. Just a BJ, she then felt the size of it and instantly started jacking him fast. I then took her head and placed it in front of his cock. Without hesitation she began sucking him. At first she couldnt take him, but after a while she had him buried down her throat gaging on his thick dick.I unbuttoned her pants and slidmy hand down inside the panties. She was drenched with her juices. I had. She moans as she tastes me, attempt to suck the life out through my lips. Her body presses against me. Her large, round tits bulge from the pressure, looking like over-inflated water balloons. They are big and plump, I can’t take my eyes off them as our tongues continue to dual within our mouths. Then, I feel my jeans loosen. She has unzipped my pants and fingered the button loose with one skillful hand. Her hand is inside my pants, stroking my semi-erect cock through the thin fabric of my. I was the first time seeing the breast of my dream. I was telling her about drug and she was listening. I was intentionally standing on her side where boob was visible. My eyes were supporting my intentions to grab, bite, fondling the boob.But I was afraid. I was taking my chances and while talking rolled my eyes down many times to watch the boob. She noticed and she covered but didn’t say anything. I got afraid. As I already advised her, I started to leave. But she asked me for my number in.