As I rubbed my prick, the vision of my grandmother floated through my mind. It had been more than a week since we had sex for the first time and Gramm... had become my favorite fantasy.Her name was Marilyn and she was fifty-eight years old. Her face was beginning to show her age but she was still pretty. She visited the gym three times a week and it showed. Her body was firm and tight, not like a twenty year old but there was very little sag or droop anywhere on her body.There was a knock, an. Sandy said, “I’m glad for her sake you were here. I’m not sorry for mine either. It’s different from your usual route, isn’t it?”“That’s true. I was hoping to see you. I like to watch you run.” I tried my best leer.She laughed and then smiled happily. “It’s nice to think someone might still lust after me in my old age.” She grinned. “Even if it’s a dirty old man, like you.”I said, “Even dirty old men need love.”She looked me in the eye and said, “That’s a possibility.” She got up and said,. I looked at him with astonishment did he really expect me to lie on the bed and play with my vibrator for him,then he spoke well I could always tell Paul about his naughty wife showing the whole world what a slut she really is. So I went round to my bedside draw and got out my rabbit and settled my self back on the bed and slid it into my pussy and started to play.Oh yes that’s it fantastic you dirty little slut I bet you love that in your pussy don’t you and the thought of all those blokes on. My mom was wearing a blue saree. I thought that my father was not able to satisfy her sexually. He came home only three times after their marriage.Soon Molly noticed and asked, “Hey! Why are you staring at me like that?”I said, “Nothing, mom. That dress looks good on you.”“It’s my old dress, you didn’t notice it before?” my mom replied. I smiled and said, “No, mom.”After that, I went to my room. At night, I went to the hall and saw my mom was watching TV, lying down on the divan cot in her.