His arms were muscular, and his body had the healthy shape of a guy that works at keeping in shape. I had no idea that my grandfather was such a hunk....He looked sexy, in a mature sort of way; his hips were straight and muscular. His pubic hair, wet and dripping, was thick and peppered with gray hair. His cock swayed back and forth gently as he walked toward me. He had a big smile on his red face.He walked right up to me. His body was beautiful. His cock was a good size, the head of it swollen. I gently rubbed his slippery precum around and slipped his cock in my mouth licking and stroking with my hand. I moved my mouth up and down until his cock was deep in my throat. He grabbed my head with both hands making little screams as he pushed me up and down. Very soon he started pumping cum deep in my throat and pulse after pulse filled my mouth. I didn’t swallow and brought my mouth up to his and we shared his cum as we kissed – it tasted wonderful as it smeared all over both our faces.. .. Oh, my god ... Oh, my god...” was the extent of her vocabulary for the next forty-five minutes, or so. She came so often that her muscles began to cramp from the tension.At some point one must seize the day and just as she crested from another oral orgasm, I rose up, slid home and set up an aggressive rhythm that had her arching her back off the bed to meet my every thrust. “Oh please ... oh please ... oh please...” she panted as I rode to the finish line and crossed it with a flourish,. Having gotten her permission, I started stroking all over again whilst being scrutinized by her penetrating gaze. There is something extra special about masturbating in front of a female . . . and considering the difference in our ages, I had to hold back from releasing my load . . . much too fast. “Let me see your titties Ally,” I suggested as my curled fingers continued their slow path up and down my stiff shaft. “You are making me behave . . . all naughty today . . . aren’t you?” she.