She was looking for BBC. And I was the BBC she found.She was a white granny. A fat granny. A pear-shaped granny. And a horny granny.We emailed each ot...er. We texted each other. We sexted with each other. We cammed with each other. And then she sent some pics and videos.Some guys were scared away by her age. Other guys were scared away by her size. But not me. I told her yes.I let her know when I would be free to meet her. And granny was happy to get the room for us.When I got there granny. He must have been seven inches flaccid; I didn't dare to think how big he was when aroused.''Coffee?'' he chirped as he walked into the kitchen.''Um...yeah..sure, whatever your having,'' I mumbled, trying not to look at his cock through the tight boxer shorts.I sat down at the window looking out across town trying to think what had happened last night or the nights before. I was actually dreading to ask. Luca came in and handed me a glass with an orangey red liquid in it.''What's this?'' I. Our two bodies rocked back and forth in unison with one another. Slipping and sliding upon the wet concrete floor. We didn't care though, we just needed now to cum. We both needed that orgasm to rip through our bodies, to tear our souls apart.After a while of fucking her in this position, I stopped suddenly, causing Amy to wonder if something is wrong. I leaned back, finding myself on my knees as I took hold of her legs and pulled them towards her body. I raised them up, where soon her ankles. Worst thing happens is I commute from here, do something like two weeks on, two weeks off. But I’m not going to put us in the position of not seeing each other for months at a time.’ ‘What about the trip? Is that still on?’ I looked away, because that would take me away for months, three at least. ‘Yes, it’s still a go. And Deb still wants to go, for some of it, at least.’ She nodded her head, her lip trembling. ‘I understand.’ ‘I think you and Lucy will be inseparable by the time we get back.’.