The family businesses seemed to major in, amongst other things, textiles — possibly a throw-back to the cotton trade in the US south. One thing that...stood out was the extent to which the Latours were involved in military production — they seemed to have extensive contracts with the DoD — ranging from armaments (small arms and armoured vehicle production) through to uniforms and protective equipment. There were also a number of banks in the family portfolio and at least two fast food chains that. His mouth began to water as visions of what those watermelons would look like naked flashed through his perverted old mind. His cock stiffened as he reluctantly drew his eyes to her pretty face. "Call me grandpa honey", he said smiling and pulling her into a tight grandfatherly hug.That had been last weekend. Bridgette had been here for three days now and grandpa was dying to get after those giant titties. He'd tried earlier that day. He had her dusting the shelf above the couch where he had. ” She knew he would be there in thirty minutes. She opened her laptop again and went straight to their adultism account. She read the latest comments. “I would so like to lick that pussy.” And, “I just came in my pants at the office, thanks.” She imagined a random guy sitting in an office massaging his crotch beneath the desk because of her, for her. She felt herself getting aroused again. She looked at her photos of Tom. She remembered the fantasy he had told her about last week. He had told. Once she started doing that there was no way back.Thrusting deeply my body started to tense.. "I'm coming" I grunted through gritted teeth. She pulled back them, both marigolded hands gripping my spasming cock as she pumped it for all she was worth, try as I might I couldn't hold on and with a strangled cry I exploded... fat, thick, white wads shot out from the straining head of my cock and splashed across her smiling face, into her open mouth, down her chin... pulse after pulse releasing, she.