We kissed and rejoined the party.The day was perfect, although my great grandmother's flight was late, so she could not make the party. She would be h...re in the evening to join in my celebration.She came in and was tired from the flight, but she told me, “I would not miss your eighteenth birthday for anything.”We all enjoyed some conversation with her, and she caught up on old times with my mother.She asked me, “Katerina, it is getting late for me. Would you help an old woman up to bed?”I told. Some part of her boobs was visible to me. Her pinkish colour was making horny. Her boobs were well rounded. She noticed me and asked – what are you looking? I felt embarrassed and said – no.. Nothing. Aunty smiled and said – you are lying. I noticed that you were seeing something. I said – yes. You are beautiful and your boobs are so hot.Aunty said – do you want to touch it? I was really lucky that day friends. Whom I wanted to fucked since long. She was offering herself to me. I kept my hand. She particularly liked Tiger Rag with its rude noises on the trombone which made her laugh. She was also most impressed with the clarinettist. So caught up with everything was she that she did not notice that Steven had come out of his study and from some way back in the hall was watching her with a warm and pleased smile on his face.Despite being so entranced by the music she did not forget about tea and biscuits at half past four. They had it together in the sitting room with the Chris Barber. She liked that because she knew I liked to see your tits and smooth, bald pussy exposed as much as possible. Today was no different. I was only wearing jeans and a shirt because she liked that. Kay told me she liked to see my cock outlined in my jeans. As soon as we got on the road her pink was buried up to the balls in her pussy and my buzzer was up against my now very hard 6” cock. We drove, buzzing and vibrating to Tillamook, only stopping once. The bad part of stopping is we had to “fix.