My cock still hard inside her feeling her pulsating pussy as she orgasmed again.Gran rolled off and we lay side by side once again for a few minutes k...ssing one and other. Then I felt her hand around my still rock hard cock“Make it cum in me,” she moaned“Are you sure”“Yes, but be gentle”She got on to her back and parted her legs as I climbed on top, my cock founds its target and I parted her slippery lips with my bulbous cock end. Gran breathed in deep as my cock started to fill her love hole.I. "A fine, intellectual discussion then," I concluded, sounding a bit snotty but really rather perversely fascinated at what my mum and her friend genuinely nattered about when they were alone and a bit drunk."Then we talked about porn," Lisa began, " and your mum was wondering..." You were wondering," my mum corrected her friend."We were wondering," Lisa restarted, and then she broke into giggles. My mum followed soon after."Wondered what?" I asked, knowing the answer would be a bit rude but. Driving all the way to the Loop and back meant a traffic snarl on the best of days, and November 2 was far from the best of days. On the other hand, he didn’t have to stand on an EL platform while this cold rain beat down. Mostly, though, the curses were because he could. When the boys were around, he censored himself.If his present situation was dreadful, stuck in a car, rain coming down like Niagara and the road slick, surrounded by drivers with shit for brains, his long-term situation was. He was always well dressed. Tonight he was wearing a gray three piece suit with a forest-green tie over a crisp, white shirt. He was a tall, thin man with a high forehead, and he was the only modern man Rachel had ever seen who could sport a pencil thin mustache without looking silly.“Rachel, good to see you,” he said as they touched hands. “Can I freshen that?” He motioned to the drink in her hand.“No, thank you,” Rachel said.“Let’s have a seat then,” Roger said, waving her to the sitting.