I though she was having a heart attack, I thought the sight of me cumming had actually killed my grandma.I opened the door and saw my grandmother with...her legs spread wide facing the door and she was masturbating. She was laying on the bed and had a huge dildo fucking her pussy while she rubbed her tits. Her back was arched and she couldn’t see me standing there watching the show. I could hear her panting and moaning as she rammed the dildo into her pussy. I even heard her call my name, “oh. Later it was the other way around. They didn't have many rational thoughts but I would rather they now see me as a man than the Hand.We woke up around noon. I had to heal myself a few times and the girls too. The bed was sticky but none of us cared. It just took a touch to Patricia's thigh and she parted her legs. I rolled over and slipped in once more.After a few strokes I said, "Have you decided whether to be a hot blooded woman or a servant of the Hand?" I bent over and sucked on one of her. I’m at the road in time to catch the 7:30 a.m. bus into Wagga Wagga. I take the taxi to the airport and the mid-morning flight to Sydney. I only have the one bag, and it qualifies as ‘carry on’ luggage. A couple of hours later, in Sydney, I get lunch at one of the airport restaurants and I take my time travelling across from the domestic terminal to the international terminal. Buying a book, some chewing gum, and some jelly beans along the way.At the Qantas desk I book in and ask for a window. ” And he left the house. Megha broke down and cried inconsolably. We tried to calm her. But she kept crying and said, “I think I shouldn’t have told you about him, sir. It was all entirely my mistake.”Me: No Megha. It is not your fault. Actually, I got to know something more about him. I don’t know how to say. I caught him doing something nasty. I saw him sniffing your shawl. He was also sniffing the places where your girls sit. Very sorry I didn’t tell this before.Everyone got shocked and gave.