"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" cried my grandmother between her ankles.Steve eagerly stood around us filming it all and later when we watched and edited...the film you can hear my balls slapping hard against my grandmothers pussy, and how much she cried out loving it.Then after a few seconds I let go of my grandmothers legs, pulled my hard wet cock out and offered it to her, and despite it being covered in her own pussy juices, she eagerly opened her mouth and accepted it, and Steve caught. The past three days had been a living hell for me. I nervously awaited her answer, hoping for a positive one.“I’ll have to think about this, Tom,” Ilse replied.Well, at least it wasn’t an outright refusal, but I wasn’t anywhere near the safe zone either.“Please, Ilse, I want to make it up to you. I’ve made a terrible mistake and I realize that I hurt you a lot. What I did was wrong, but I hope you can give me another chance. I promise that I’ll never do something as stupid as this again. It’s. Look at this gorgeous slab of man meat.”She began to unbutton my shirt as she spoke, running her fingers up and down my muscular chest, looking deep into my eyes as she did so. My nostrils flared as I took in the warm cocktail of her expensive perfume and the underlying scent of a woman in heat. My cock stiffened fast, tenting the front of my trousers obscenely. She reached down and wrapped four fingers around my erection and then stared at me with her mouth wide open.“Oh my fucking God,” she. He didn't have to take me out to dinner to celebrate me passing my driving test but he did. And riding, he didn't have to do that either. I'll just have to make sure I don't show him my feelings. He'd never marry me or anything. I'm Erica's age and anyway I don't think he ever wants to marry again. He loved Jane too much. Oh well!"She did indeed watch her step and there appeared to be no change in Tim's attitude towards her. She was happy.Henrietta stayed away for a few weeks. She did not even.