"Thank you for everything, Charles." He blushed and said, "My pleasure, Miss Darla."Grandma and I sat and talked some more about the day. She told me ...hat she had done and I talked a little more about the inspection. Nothing concerning Mr. Sloan, just regular inspection details. At 6 o'clock, she said that it was time for us to start getting ready for dinner so we went to our bedrooms. Charles was waiting for us when we went downstairs. He drove us to a restaurant where we were to meet some. ..”“Jim.”“Stop it you goof!” I laughed at her. “Beth. I want to go further, if you are okay with that.”“Go further? Where do you want to go?” Bitch was teasing me but it was cute. I think she liked the dirty talk.I wiggled my hand on her pussy. “I want to go here.”“You’re already there.”“I want to… put my dick in there, Beth. Inside you. I want to make love to you. I want to fuck You.”She smiled and kissed me very hard. I told her I had a rubber in my pants, she said go get it. I actually put. U.,’ he said simply. ‘When Ireland got its economics fixed, it got an invitation to join, and we’ve never looked back.’ ‘I noticed all the new houses and … well … not much sign of poverty. That kind of surprised me,’ I confessed. ‘Where are you from?’ ‘Canada … Vancouver,’ I answered. ‘Lovely place. One of my favorite memories,’ he smiled. ‘Oh … you’ve been there?’ ‘Aye. Spent some time in the British Merchant Navy.’ ‘British? Isn’t that … I mean you being Irish?’ I stammered. He looked at me. .. grade six. Tyler Jenkins." I said and he laughed and I smiled at him. "It's time." I said and he nodded and I switched places him and positioned him in an air sitting position. He leaned on the wall and got into the right position, his knees bent out and he pulled his jeans to his ankles and I slipped off my shorts and I spat on his cock that stood straight up to lubricate and he grinned. Sitting on his lap, I stripped my shirt off and my toes barely touched the ground and he held my waist.