I raised her skirt up and pulled her panties off."I am going to spank you 10 times. If you make one sound I'll add a secong punishment. Understood?" Y...s sir." she replied. I raised my hand and brought it down for the first blow loving the sound of the smackand how she jerked as my hand landed. I proceeded to give her the rest of the spankingenjoying how hard she tried to stay silent. As the 10th blow landed she gave a little cry andfroze knowing that she had broken my command like I thought she. .I uh...I’m sorry...I heard a noise...I’ll leave.” I said to my grandma.“No wait....we uh...we should talk...come in and...uh sit.”As I stepped in my grandma was breathing just as heavy as I was.I didn’t think it possible but as i approached the bed watching my grandmas heaving breasts raise and lower with each breath my cock grew harder, almost painful. I could see my grandma looking me up and down as I approached and sat on the corner of the bed.“Uh...Maybe I should uh....get clothes on.” I. Because she recognized the software that was used on the desktop PC, and she knew that the password could easily be retrieved by that program she had used not so long ago.Well, she just shrugged with her shoulders and then walked back to the kitchen. When she arrived there, she saw that Veronique had already put everything on the kitchen table and that their spaghetti was warming up in the microwave oven.Sandra pulled out her chair, laid the little towel on it and then went sitting on it at the. I stood back and admired her from a short distance away as she fingered one of the black leather jackets hanging on the rack of many. I casually walked up to where she was looking at one jacket and I said,“You should have “Gutsy” embroidered on it.”She looked in my direction and smiled.“Do I know you?” she asked.“Yes,” I replied. “We met on the road the other day. ‘Wheelie King’,” I replied.“I’m sorry,” she replied, “But I don’t remember.”“Ninja two,” I replied, noting that I remembered her.