Main uthne ki koshish kar rahi thi par jiss tarah se giri santulan nahi mil rahi thi.Main: Dekhte rahoge ya aakar uthaoge?Akash: Ha ha ha!Koi bewakoof...hi abhi aapko uthana chahega.Main hath mein pakdi top se uske muh par marti hui boli: Hai bhagwaan kaha phas gayi main.Ispar Akash utha aur uske uthte hi meri nazar uske pant ke taraf gayi. Uska lund pant ke andar tan kar ubhar banaye hue tha. Meri nazar ko dekh woh neeche apni pant ko dekha.Woh bola: Dekha, kya kiya apne. Bas aise hi aag lagate. “Ok, suit yourself.” He moved forward, his crotch now almost in my face. The devil in me took over. He reached up to get a ream of paper as I reached forward and ran my hand over his crotch. He almost dropped the paper, a gasp escaping his lips, a look of shock on his face. I kept my hand there, cupping it over his cock. I expected him to run from the room, but he didn’t. He stood his ground, almost daring me to continue. I looked up at him, head to one side, an enigmatic look on my face.. “Did you fuck anybody before”?“Yes”, I stammered “Becky”, “Oh, Jesus she is a slut, just like the rest of her family”, said, Mom, Better keep your mouth shut; otherwise, I will be wearing your balls as earrings.”“Yes mom,” I said “Come here, baby”, said Grandma and motioned me over.Walking the 3 steps, under the watchful eyes of my mother, to the edge of the couch, I positioned myself between my Grandma thick thighs. Her hand reached down and gripped the shaft of my cock.“Jesus Mary this boy. I almost didn’t want to leave her room when she took me to her car. I was surprised she wanted to drive me anywhere in her car. Whenever we went anywhere we always took my car. In fact this was the first time I had seen her car. I later found out that this was only a car she rented for the day. Soon we were at a tattoo parlor.“This is going to be one of the last crazy things I do for a while so I want this to be something spectacular.” Elena exclaimed.“Whatever you say honey. Just don’t get a.