. Grandmother knew all my secrets. Everything! Grandmother loved me like no one else did, like no one else has EVER loved me... I KNEW this as a chil... the way one looks to the sun, and knows it will set at the end of the day. Grandmother and I shared every secret. I seemed to have been hardwired at birth to know how to keep secrets. Grandma knew this about me, and over the years I learned amazing things about her that she had never told anyone but me. Grandmother taught me things. I told. It was a Tuesday and I knew that she has a "regular" at about 9.00 on a Tuesday morning and that he has gone by about 10.00. So what was this other gent doing her at that time? I decied to ignore him, parked and walked straight up to the front door.A further surprise for me as I went to open the front door was that I tripped over a bag of rhubarb lying on the front step. What was that doing there? I entered. There was Jan looking unusually emabarrased, dressed in a garish pvc nurse's uniform. Yes …”Sheeba was moaning and gasping with her mouth wide open and her eyes closed, still throwing her head from side to side. Now her hands had moved to my ass, giving me guidance in my penetration.God! There could never be another fuck like this one! Sheeba was squirming under me, her tits were being sucked hungrily by her best friend. Sheeba’s hands clawed my ass, jerking my dick into her super tight pussy as deep as it could go, our pelvic bones grinding against each other. She raised her. "Well, it probably looks better than it feels right now," Lon grunted. It was getting better, though, the thought; Beth's asshole hadn't given up the fight and was currently skinning back his foreskin as he tried to stuff more dick in there, but it wasn't as tough as it had been..."Saw back and forth some, Sweetie -- spread the lubrication!" Beth suggested."Yeah..." Lon backed a bit and pressed the attack again, making more ground. When things got tough, he reversed again, backing until the.