“I haven’t spoken to either of them in years, nor would I ever consider doing so.” I told her.I could see she was getting uncomfortable, I was g...essing my mother had probably filled her head with all kinds of garbage. My mother could play the role when it came to making people feel sorry for her.“Ms. Johnson, would it be possible for me to see my grandfather?” I asked.“Well of course you can, come with me.” she urged.We walked down the long hallway, then stepped outside before going into. She was wonderful and we weren't even done yet. When she came out of the bathroom, I took a quick shower myself. I wanted to be fresh for the next round.After we were both cleaned off we laid together on the bed. I told her that she was my dream come true and that I would never forget her, only miss her. After we both felt refreshed, I told her I wanted to take her from behind. She didn't have to tell me what she wanted this time; I had a plan of my own.She was on her hands and knees as I got. Slowly, deliberately, he spit into her face again, this time aiming for her eyes.“When I want your opinion, I’ll tell you what it is, you worthless, piece of shit whore,” he hissed. “Do you understand me?”Bridgette tried to shake her head, but the 18-year-old wouldn’t let her move, Instead, he pulled her hair harder, dragging her head back another fraction of an inch and increasing the pressure on her arm.She felt like her shoulder was going to pull apart. Then he spit into her face again.“I. As former cabin crew, she had poise, looks, and was definitely in the Milf category. Her daughter was playing nurse to Dad. She was off to a little place she had gone the previous Sunday with her husband, where they had sunbathed naked. Only today he was in bed with a summer cold. She was feeling brave - in fact naughty and a little bit horny, truth be told. It would be another part of a bigger secret that was now a major thing in her life. They would sit and read erotic stories together, he,.