He drew back and then slowly pushed forward again. Each time he went in more of this cock made it. I can't even remember much about it because me head...was spinning from the feelings. But he did eventually get himself all the way in and I remember both of us just lying still enjoy what was happening. . I could see no other way than to do as she asked of me and to be honest, part of me was enjoying the attention. I turned and bent over. My breasts, swinging free, feeling swollen, the nipples cold, hard and tingling as her saliva dried. ‘Bend over more, darling.’ I did, and put my hands down on the coffee table to support myself. I felt my skirt being pulled up over my back and didn’t resist as my knickers were drawn down around my knees. I stared at my reflection in the glass coffee table as. How he blushed, tohave them hear what he had just said. Grandma Agatha had been so strictwith him last night, smacking his bottom for being boyish and dressinghim in items of her own feminine clothing.He felt even more sheepish because of how smartly she was dressed, sinceshe and Grandma Valerie were going into town this morning to do someclothes shopping. Her dress shone in the sunlight from the window: lilactaffeta, shaped elegantly to her beautiful figure, with long kid glovesthat. By now I was as breathless as her."Does that feel good?"I mumbled an intended innocent and non-committal, "yes ... ok." But my breathless and half-strangled voice told a different story.She leaned forward and whispered into my ear, "Undo my blouse!"Mt cock jerked in my trousers like a rifle re-loading. I lifted my hand from her breast and moved it to the buttons. Shakily I undid the first two."Keep going," she said soothingly.I undid the next three until her blouse was hanging open. Then she.