Then her back arched, her breasts slid to each side, and she had a most convulsive orgasm, complete with the primal moan, she just froze. Mouth open, ...yes rolled back, and toes curled, I knew the telltale signs of a complete orgasm. I just sat there admiring the sight before me, not stroking my cock at all. After a few moments, she regained her composure, and asked “how did you like that”? I replied, “Look at this”, and waggled my cock. She came over to my side, pushed the table away, and said. He was actually a great guy, very funny and kind and good at his craft. We became “Marv ’n Mandy”. After that first audition I didn’t bother with the dance tights anymore, so most of our rehearsal time I just wore my blue leotard and slippers. At first, I felt a bit unsure about being so close to a man while bent over and in all kinds of compromising positions wearing only a single thin stretchy layer of fabric between my skin and his eyes, but I soon found it enjoyable.It was almost like being. I couldn't believe once again my Grandmother was really doing this, but she was, and in seconds her red lips locked around my shaft, and suddenly my grandmother was sucking my cock, on film.Then stroking my lower shaft with her hand, she began moving her head back and forth along the rest of my length, and I groaned loudly and happily as my Grandmother eagerly began to get me harder.It didn't take too much, as you could imagine, and pretty soon I was a full eight inches hard in her mouth, and. All the troubled redhead could be sure of was a peculiar sense of shame, and this amnesia worried her. Surely she hadn't drunk so much last night, the bottle was still half- full. What in God's name was causing her peculiar behavior?A troubled frown replaced her smile as she picked up the slivers of glass, put on a kettle of water for coffee, and fetched her towel, soap, and lotions for a sponge bath. For some reason she felt very dirty, and she thought longingly of the large white tub in her.