Danny was at least ten inches long; but Mitch was even bigger…I ended up on the kitchen floor spread eagle and motioning for Danny, to come to me an... start getting the smallest dick.The black guy lined up his hard dick on my open pussy lips and I pulled him into my hungry cunt. He slid easily into me right up to his balls. He pulled back then back in again. After a nice pumping with long strokes, he suddenly pulled out and let his friend have a turn. I gasped as I felt the thicker cockhead. He recounted stories of how he had grenades strapped to his body, so if he was shot he’d make a big “impression” so the next soldier would have some place to avoid enemy fire. Even at this, my grandfather did not complain. If he was killed serving the United States, he had died honorably. Just prior to the Normandy Invasion, he had served in North Africa. Out of his battalion, only 14 of the original 200+ survived. He never really told a lot of stories about the war, but when he did you would. Mmmmm great hands Ben ... Susan moans legs too honey she adds. Don’t forget under my waist band. He started with her tone legs, over her feet and straight up her thighs, definitely a roused he slid his hands up and down her left thigh, she spread her legs open wider so he could cover her entire thigh. As his left hand slipped under her bikini a bit his right hand slid all the way up her inner thigh. His knuckles grazing her mound. Her rubbed up and down making sure some part of his hand touched. I see. I think you must enjoy it, at least a little. To put up with it, I mean." "Little close to a personal question." "It is a personal question. You don't have to tell me anything, of course. It's just, I rather like you, in a way. At least I think I do, but I don't really know anything about you at all. I don't even know your name." "My real name?" "Well, I may be a long way behind the times, but even an old fart like me knows real people aren't called Lacey Plaything." "No, of course.