"You know, we talked about varying things up. Not just meeting at lunch, but after school sometimes too, as well as not meeting at all on some days. W...at if we try to meet after school today?"He thought, Man, this is like a dream come true, that the woman of my fantasies is asking me that. But I'm pretty darn wiped out. Plus, maybe there'll be some kind of sexy fun when I get home. Could I handle Glory AND whatever sweet delights await me there?He admitted, "I'm not sure. If I can't get it up. Some of my aunts and uncles ceased communication after her final breath, or they raged at one another over who was truly at fault for her "passing too soon."The person forgot in all the madness: my grandfather.Having traveled my own path in life, I didn't think much of the drama that pervaded family affairs. In fact, I actively avoided it. She was gone. No amount of yelling or avoidance was going to change that. But one morning it dawned on me that my grandpa was now all alone within his house. "Oh, baby, you keep that up and we're not going to be able to go anywhere," Philip warned as he felt his erection pressing almost painfully against the restriction of his pants."What do you want for lunch, Celia?" Philip asked as he did manage to maneuver his car out into traffic."Baby, you pick. I can't think about eating; all I want is your big horny dick, Philip. You want to pass lunch and just get us a motel room will be fine with me," Celia said as she looked him straight in the eyes and. Suddenly she opened her eyes. Was it the warm touch of my cock on the entrance of her virgin choot or a gust of cool breeze from the window is anybody's guess.She saw me the way I was poised and asked, "Aap kya kar rahe hai? (What are you doing?)" Main tujhe chodne ja raha hoon (I am about to fuck you)," I replied.She just kept looking at me without any fear or panic. I thought maybe she did not understand me and asked, "Tu jaanti hai chudai kya hoti hai? (You know what is fucking?)" She nodded.