“Get back on your knees,” he said and I did. “Suck on this,” as he held the back of my head and pulled me to him. The tip of his penis was w...t. “Lick it off,” he said and I did. It tasted a little salty but it was slippery and nice. It wasn’t Mom and Dad but granddaughter and grandpa…almost like the real thing I had seen.I had a real man’s penis at last to work on and since I was a student of Mom and Dad I reached and felt his balls, took his penis in my other hand and started to copy what. No get out of here dont touch me, dam Jim pissing off and leaving me here with you with that I picked up a paddle from the floor whilst saying whats this, ah a paddle, now that will come in handy and with that I proceeded to smack her arse really hard, almost worrying that I might really hurt her, Jan immediately started crying and I felt really bad for she did not know it was me and was now quite frightened. Once again in my actors voice I said I think you might like something to suck on and. You had your hippy-fire twirling types with long dreadlocks and muscular shoulders, mostly without shirts wearing thai fisherman’s pants. You had your heavy metal leather types in cut off black tees and tattoos of various mothers and skulls. Then there were the trendy types with peroxide mini-mohawks, and designer jeans and Gucci sunglasses, heading straight to the cocktail tent at quarter past eleven in the morning. Better not forget the surfer skater dudes that Byron was famous for in the. I went over to the door. "Who is it?" I asked, like I didn't know. "Who do you think?" she answered as I buzzed her in. Sharon made her way up the elevator and appeared at the door. "What, were you expecting neighbors or something?" "You never know," I answered slyly. Almost as soon as Sharon was in the room I grabbed her and carried her to the bed. After what was admittedly a poor excuse for foreplay, I once again propped her butt in the air and entered her from behind. I was again able to.