I guess your typical almost a century old guy. Great grandfather then looked to a corner of the room where his bedside table stood and pointed to the ...amp sitting on it saying, "Aren't your type supposed to wear hats like that lamp shade and work the fields bare chested?" Amber laughed and walked over to the lamp shade, picking it off of the lamp and placing it on her head. "Like this Mr Robertson?", she chuckled in her drunken state. My great grandfather just stood there and nodded, giving his. Slowly, she came back to Earth. With a deep breath, she finally pushed herself upright, sitting up next to me on the bed. She made a face, leaned back over to the side, and reached beneath her, pulling out the buttplug and tossing it back onto the bedside stand. Her eyes closed for a moment, as she tried to collect herself after what had just happened. "Mistress," I cautiously started, "that was amazing. Are you alright?" Her eyes remained closed, as she answered, "I'll be ok, that was just. At that point, Grace said to me, “Lie on your back on the kitchen floor and if you can cum and clean it up before they get here, go ahead. Otherwise it’ll be a long time before you do.” I raced to the kitchen, lay down and given my state of excitement, within seconds had cum all over myself and the kitchen floor. I looked up and saw Grace watching with an amused look on her face. Embarrassed, I reached for the paper towels to wipe up when she started shaking her head. . Ginny is aroused as well, I notice, stealing a quick glance down at her panties.Sitting up suddenly, I strip Ginny of her shirt, pulling her against me, stroking her hair as our chests slowly meet.I kiss her passionately, as my leg presses against her crotch. I was right, her panties are soaked. I feel her responding to the pressure against her core, responding to the pleasure being generated there.**Hermione's sudden movement catches me by surprise, as does the pressure she applies to my.