" Aw Mom, c'mon. Everybody else gets to." Yes, well, you're not everybody else, are you?" No, you always make sure of that!" I'll have none of your ch...ek, young man." There, see? You did it again!" What do you mean?" You keep using weird words like that. Why can't you be like the other moms? People always talk about you, you know, about how you seem to know about everything, about the way you talk, that accent. They say you don't belong here."I knew I'd gone too far. Tears welled up in her. “I am very much looking forward to the other things, but I want to take the time to really enjoy our time together.” He began to kiss her again as he ran his hands from the soles of her feet, up her slender legs, over her narrow hips, across the smooth plane of her stomach until he cradled her slightly pointy breasts in each hand. He circled and rubbed each nipple with his thumb until they were both hard and the areolas were crinkly. Then his fingers slid back down her flanks to the slight. "I want you to get my boobs really good and clean, Grandpa, just take your time," she said with a wide grin as I lathered my hands and began soaping her beautiful breasts. It had been many years since I had showered with a woman, and the lush, slippery feel of Allison's generous breasts sliding under my hands was sensational. Her nipples were all puffy-looking and the tips were hard and erect. I twirled my fingers around them as she gazed up at me. "That feels nice, here," she said as her soapy. "Wow, what a horny slut you are." I almost cum instantly when hearing this stranger calling me a slut, as I turn and face him I don't even hesitate when responding. "Mmm, you wanna take this slut for a ride?" He wastes no time telling me to follow him, and my body offers no resistance as he leads me to a side road barely a minute away. He slides into my passenger seat, puts one hand on each side of my hips and spins me towards him, replaces my hand with his warm tongue and starts flicking it.