I locked the door of my flat from inside. She sat on the bed. I offered her water. We both didn’t want to waste our further time in talking. I sat n...arby her showing her the hot pics on Instagram. She was now started getting comfortable and in the mood too.I gently put my left hand on her shoulder and started caressing. After a while, she looked at me. Her eyes were full of lust and thirst. She seemed sexier than before. I moved my lips closer to her pink lips and gently planted a kiss on her. We talked all through dinner about favorite movies, music, sports, and even politicians. It was great to get to know him better. I mean, face it; our first two outings were with big groups of friends. This was really the first time we’d been out together where it was just the two of us. He opened my car door for me then scooted around to drive me home with some nice jazz playing on the radio. When we got to my place, he opened my door for me again and escorted me to the house. My heart was. I had no sooner gotten the door to the fridge open than I heard the most God awful yelling I had ever heard in my life. I headed upstairs to where the sound was coming from and lo and behold the sight that greeted me through the open bedroom door nearly knocked me over. There was Sara Jane and Stewie, making the "beast with two backs".Sara Jane howled "Fuck me Stewie, harder, deeper, you big dicked son of a bitch!!!" Stewie he was pumping furiously and moaning like he was having a heart attack.. "He saw the confused look on Andy's face and continued."That's Mum's name," Evan explained. "Of course, she'll expect you to call her Grandmother." Are you sure?" Andy asked."He's sure," Anne Duffield said from the hallway. Andy turned in surprise. He hadn't heard the door close or her footsteps. The woman before him was small, perhaps five-feet-one or five-feet-two. Andy knew she was at least 60 years old or close to it but she didn't look it. Evan would turn 39 in September and he doubted.