My grandmother, Hazel La Forge was a farm fille who grew up in New Spanish capital County, a small farming community in the sou'-east Missouri bootheel. The family farm was just over 2000 Akka of select fertile nation bordering the banks of the Mississippi River River. The property was flatcar and prosperous to plow. Each harvest was break than the previous. Great Grandpa La forge had been offered over $ 1500 per acre back in the 1800s, but he wouldn't sell one Akko. It had been in the La smithy family since before Show Me State became a State. In fact, Great-Great grandad La smithy had been a senior pilot with the survey party of Col. George J. P. Morgan, when he established New Madrid, Missouri River in 1789. He was allowed to lay claim to the cultivated land as requital for his servicing to Col. Morgan's outing. The farm has been passed down through the family coevals after generation. When a La smithy child married, that child and their mate received two Akko of land to build a plate. They would stay to inhabit on the prop and share in the win of the farm. At present, 34 family line descending from Great-Great gramps La Forge live on the country and oeuvre on the farm.

Grandma Hazel had four sib ; all boys. She was the third nestling and the only female of the five tiddler. Thomas was the oldest child followed by, George, then nan hazel, later Earl and Walter, the untried boy. Her brothers were very protective of her and chased off any boyfriend that didn't meet the gamey standards they had set for her.

nan hazel tree worked the farm right alongside her brothers and was considered by most as being a tough, but beautiful girl. She could thrash about a bale of hay just as well as any of her brothers. Her body grew potent and firm. At age XVII she was the best liked and probably the best-looking girl in the in high spirits school. She was fair altitude and exercising weight. She was friendly, creative and energetic, but could also be very self-loving and a bit mean.

When she was in high school, she had flaxen blond hairsbreadth, a fair complexion, sparkling racy centre, long slender legs, a house daily round ass and tits that any Playboy Bunny would die for. She always wore her tomentum in a ponytail to go on it out of the way when she worked around farm machinery. Any early time her hairsbreadth flowed down over her shoulders. Physically, Grandma Pomaderris apetala is still in pretty good shape. Her tits are more substantial and probably sag because of her age. She is still an attractive cleaning lady, but now she has bronze weathered skin with some wrinkles from working in the sun, gray hair due to old age and tired drab eyes.

Shortly after hazel tree's 18th birthday, she began to date a local boy by the name of Andrew Winston. Hazel 's brothers gave him a rowdy sentence at first, but after they had dated for several months, her brother George started talking up a spousal relationship between hazel tree and Andrew Winston. Everyone thought George had lost his judgment. Hazel and Andrew hadn't known each other long enough to meditate marriage. However, George V was insistent that they are allowed to splice and also be given a subdivision of Land to build a home. Saint Andrew was a unsure man and didn't express himself one way or the early about the proposed marriage. He just kind of went along with the flow. He was probably afraid of grannie's brothers.

Within a calendar month Andrew and hazelnut were married, and within the follow eight calendar month she delivered a healthy infant boy. Andrew bragged about his new son, but it was rumored that hazel tree's brother George was probably the tike's true Father. Hazel and Saint Andrew went on to have got three more youngster ; one girl and two to a greater extent boys. My Dad was one of those boys.

My name is Reb, and I spend well-nigh of my summers working on my Grandma's farm. I call it my Grandma 's farm because she is strong-willed and everyone else in the family yields to her leadership. She runs everything, and no one challenges her authority. The farm turns a huge profit every year under Grandma 's leadership and the unhurt family joy in getting their share. The work is, but it does wonders for my strength and weight. I have learned to cover a bale of hay just as well as any of the early farmhands.

My favorite field hand to work with is Chester Johnson. He is a twenty-eight-year-old Black man who is working summers to pay his alum school day tuition. He is working towards a professional of Agricultural economic science. He has an undergraduate arcdegree in business work. He is lustrous and considerate, but can also be very sneaky and a bit devious.

He is an old time Christian who defines himself as sexually heterosexual person. Physically, Bob is in pretty skilful shape. He is improbable with dark pelt, black hair and dark-skinned brownness oculus. Chester grew up in a middle-class blackness neighborhood. He was raised by his mother ; his Church Father was sent to prison when he was young and never returned. Chester is one of the hardest workers I have ever known. He has taught me many things about running a farm for profit.

Our mornings always start around five o'clock. Chester arrives at five, and granny serves a declamatory rural area breakfast complete with eggs, bacon or sausage, cookie or toast, and Milk gravy or gritrock. Grandma believes everyone who works a farm should start their workday with a hearty breakfast. What one of her favorites says is ; `` Eat breakfast like a King, lunch like a Prince and supper like a Pauper. ``

We usually begin our work day cleaning the barn and pitching hay. We also have to do general handiwork like making indisputable all fencing are integral, tend to livestock, and some plowing during planting season. I usually start in the b while Chester helps gran with sorting invoices and paying bills. His college degree in patronage studies is why grandmother lets him help her with the paperwork.

One morning I forgot my work gloves, so I had to hark back to the house. I was shocked at what I found. Grandma always wears her bathrobe when she cooks breakfast. I always assumed she did that because it was prosperous. When I step through the support door into the kitchen, I observe Grandma laying on the breakfast table with her bathrobe loose and no clothes under her robe.

Chester is standing between her peg. His pant are around his ankles, and his big black cock is slowly moving in and out of grandmother 's pussy. They did n't hear me return to the house, so I stood frozen in place as I watch. She seems almost spellbound by his big smuggled cock. Her legs are around his waistline, and her heels are hooked around the back of his second joint pulling his cock back in every time he eases it out to the edge of her kitty. His stopcock looks like it is at to the lowest degree a foot long and she is absorbing it all in her pussy. Her pert breasts are on presentation, her pap hard, her fingerbreadth running over her own torso so sensually. I get gruelling just watching. I have the urge to jack-off, but I am afraid they will catch up with me. It looks like the feelings she is drawing through his hardness are just incredible. He is looking down at her tip thighs parted for him, at her graying pubic hair, and at her pussy that is instinctively squeezing and then releasing on his hard shaft.

He keeps up a truelove rhythmic humping and somehow does n't explode right away. It is a miracle he doesn't climax immediately considering the sensory overload nanna is putting him through. I can tell by his grunting and breathing that he is close, but he apparently does n't want it to end, so he holds on and steadily continues to pump away on grannie's pussy. He is sweating profusely, but it looks like he never wants it to turn back fucking her.

Grandma is pinching and pulling her tit as he moves his hammer in and out. She is rolling her toilsome nipples in her fingertips and looking into his heart as she milks his thick sinister shaft with her tight pussy. I stand spellbound watching her biting her lip, and both of them moaning melodiously. He casually reaches up to touch her knocker himself, and as the rhythm between them intensifies, she pulls him down to osculate his mouth before whispering into his ear : `` You feel incredible inside me, Chester. retain fucking me until I faint again. ``

Her words almost make him erupt inside her, but somehow, he manages to make on longer. But now it seems that she ca n't hold in onto to her own orgasm. Chester seems to recognize the signs of her approaching orgasm, and soon enough she is getting there. Locked together with Chester on top, the two of them seem to be trying to force themselves together, to reach as much impinging as is humanly potential. Their lips are pressed together, her breasts squashed against his chest and as he grinds his cock into her, he places his mitt on her smoothen butt joint to deplumate himself as far into her as possible to maximize the sentiency of his cock moving inside her exquisite pussy.

nanna is shaking and almost yell by the time she hit the peak of her climax, and if she is feeling anything like the sensations I am feeling, I can understand why. I am almost to the peak of Cumming in my own pants. As she yelps and chill, her vagina tightens around his shiny shaft, and his climax is brewing at the rattling base of his cock. A few moments later he lets himself go, allowing his sperm to burst onward inside her. His hot cum is bursting forth to spurt into gran's aegir slit. She is hyperventilating and squealing with delight.

Just as granny is coming down from her climax, she locks eyes with me. She looks stunned at first base, then panicky, and possibly embarrassed. I back out the threshold and run as fast as I can back to the barn. grandma apparently did n't recite Chester I had seen them. When Chester meets me later in the b he never mentions it nor does he act as though he knows I saw them. My granny either did n't tell him, or he is a damn secure actor.

That dark at dinner party Grandma does n't say a Christian Bible about the incident. She does, however, glance at my privates several times when she thinks I am not looking. I try to fight the impulse, but I get an erection that throbs uncontrollably in my trouser. I start looking at Grandma in a whole different light. I had never viewed her as anything early than Grandma, but I now I see her as an senior char that loves the tactile property of a hard turncock in her pussy. I try to rub out the storage of her pulling Chester's cock into her hot snatch with her heels locked behind his second joint. What's worse is that the picture keeps changing and I am seeing ME slamming MY cock into her while she screams with pleasure. I have to excuse my ego from the table and go to my elbow room where I masturbate to the most rattling orgasm I have ever had. I shower then shine fast to sleep. I wake up several metre during the night and laborer off to the visual modality of Grandma and me doing affair a Grandma and Grandson should never do.

For the next two weeks, I find myself looking lustfully at Grandma every meter I think she isn't aware of my gawking. However, she always catches me. Sometimes she will smile, and other metre she will blink away at me. A couple of sunup she's leaned toward me in such a way I get a glance of her bare tits when her gown falls give. She pretends not to notice me eyeballing, but I think she is counting on me to bet.

Sunday sunup when everyone is at church service and gran is in the kitchen preparing her usual Lord's Day buffet, I wander into the kitchen and pour a cup of coffee. I start toward the patio with my java, but she asks me to stick and keep her company. I take a seat at the kitchen board where I had observed her enjoying Chester 's turncock that break of the day three workweek ago. I sit quietly and look up to the plumpness of her firm 58-year-old fundament. She is wearing black Pontius Pilate pant that hug all the bender of her business firm ass. I slip away into a daydream which has me lowering those gasp and sliding my hard dick between her well-defined thighs.

She abruptly shakes me out of my revery when she says,"What do you witness so fascinating about my ass, Johnny ?"

"Huh…what ? I'm not, uh…Grandma what are you saying,"I stammer.

"Just relax, Johnny. It's no big plenty. I'm used to men lusting over me ”, she smiled.

I don't know if I was more stymy for getting caught looking at her trunk or if I was embarrassed at the erotic idea I was having about her. I had no idea Grandma knew what I was thinking. I had been so measured not to stare at her mamilla and aphrodisiac ass while I thought these incestuous things about her.

'' Grandma, I…I…I 'm not looking at you like that. You are my Grandma, and that would be incest if we did anything like that '', I whined.

"Johnny, I'm old enough to know when a man wants to cart me into his bed."

"No…no, you're faulty grannie. I would never be doing anything like that to you."

"Johnny, you don't have to abnegate your tactual sensation. It okay for you to have sexual desires. You are growing into a man, and a man needs the sexual relief a cleaning lady can give him."

"gran, it's against the law to do the things with a blood congenator that I think about doing with you. It 's wrong, and I should n't be thinking things like that about you. ''

"It's okay, Johnny. I have been having the same view about you ever since you saw me having sex with Chester. And if you ever want to follow up on those tactile sensation just let me cognise I will hit myself available."

'' What about Grandpa ? I 'm not sure he would want to share you with me. ``

"Don't you worry about granddaddy. He gets all the sex he can handle from me. I'm the one who can't seem to get enough sex to meet my penury. Ever since my first gear time in the barn with one of my comrade, I knew I couldn't live without a hard prick in my cunt every day. see at it this way, you would be helping granddad out by reducing my need on him."

'' How would this employment ? I could n't have sex with you while granddad is in the house. I would be scared to death that he would overhear us and then think differently of me. ``

'' Grandpa is going to the Regional Farmer 's formula in St. Louis tomorrow, and he will be gone for the whole hebdomad. Just knock on my bedroom threshold any Nox this week, and we will talk about it and see how it goes. I won't put any force per unit area on you. If you decide not to do it, I will understand. ''

I knocked softly on Grandma's bedchamber door and waited, then quietly stepped inside the room as she opened the door. Stepping inside my eyes adjusted to the half-light of the small bedside lamp. When I saw my Grandma Pomaderris apetala standing by the understructure of the large king bed my cock twitched. This time she was dressed entirely different from before. Gone was the bathrobe, in its blank space was an almost sheer soft amobarbital sodium chemise that accentuated her every curve. It ended right at the curved shape of her ass brass as she turned to look me. My optic immediately dropped to the dark areoles that were clearly patent through the thin cloth.

'' Savior '' I whispered as my center traveled over her beautiful body.

Grandma smiles when she sees that hunger flash in my eyes. `` You like ? '' she asks.

'' Oh my God '' I groan, as I feel every drop of blood in my dead body rush to my breakwater, while the evidence of my lust grows stiffer in my falling off by the second.

For the last three weeks, I had been fighting off her overtures. There was something about being near her that brings out a primal need I had never experienced before, and she has made it quite gain she felt the same way.

I watch as she slightly bent at the pocket-size table, picking up a glass of Kentucky bourbon, then turned and handed it to me. My eyes had been locked to the curve of her ass through the thinly nightgown. Fuck, I think to myself, she is n't even wearing panties. She wants this as much as I do I finally realized.

'' nan '' I start to say. My spokesperson is parched and sloshed as I speak. I take a drink of the bourbon, letting the liquid burn down my throat to warm my neural belly.

`` We need to talk, '' I say.

Grandma sighs as she takes my now one-half empty glass, and turns to set it on the small board again, she stares at the ice and then slowly takes a gulp of the potent liquid, grimacing as it slides down her throat.

'' I know '' she replies softly. `` Why do n't you get comfortable greyback. ``

When Grandma turns back, she finds me sitting on the bound of the bed, she half grumbles as she steps in front of me. `` That was n't what I meant, '' she says softly. `` Get comfortable '' she repeats with more authority.

I knew what she meant ; and while I can think of a one hundred reasonableness not to do as she is asking ; the vision of this almost nude woman standing only a foot in battlefront of him, made all those intellect minor. Even in the half-light of her sleeping room, I can see through the slim down fabric of her lingerie as her hard pap straining to be free.

My eyes drift down her body, watching her bureau rise and decline with her increased breathing. My eyes can see through the slender low-spirited material of her shift, to her already swollen and moist pussy lips.

I undo the buttons on my shirt and slowly slide the cloth free of my chest. I see Grandma 's oculus travel over my dresser, hungry and needy. `` grannie, '' I say softly. `` You know this is n't in good order. ``

'' I 'm mindful, '' she tells me, as she takes my shirt and places it onto the professorship. When she turns back, she locks heart with me and steps up until her knees almost touched mine.

'' Now the knickers, Honey, '' She tells me.

'' Grandma ... '' I try to protest.

'' The pants '' grandma almost growls down at me.

Even as I raise my ass from the bed and start out to undo and slide my pants down, I try to indicate even though it has gone nowhere. As the material slips over my hips and down my leg, my throbbing pecker stands straight from my seawall, silent evidence of the upshot she is having on me no thing what my logical wit tries to think.

Grandma drops to her knees as her script roughly tug the pegleg of my jean free along with my shorts. Then, shuffling forward, she slips between my cattle farm stage. Her hired man reaches out and wraps around my throbbing cock.

'' I know what we agreed to Johnny, '' she tells me. `` God such a beautiful cock '' she whispers, as her hand slowly strokes up and down my length.

I could only look down and view in stunned silence. Three weeks ago, she had been my sweet, loveable grandmother, now she has turned into a cock hungry woman who knows exactly what she wants, and plans on taking it.

'' Grandma `` I try to say. `` This is n't talking. ``

'' No it 's not '' Grandma gash me off. `` It 's sucking. '' nanna's spread out mouth descends on my throbbing turncock before I could even imagine to move my hands to discontinue her.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhh '' I moan, as her hot sassing envelopes me. My coxa automatically come off the bed, driving more of my length into my grannie's hungry mouth. Along with the wet slurping, I can hear her softly gag as my swollen forefront hit the back of her throat.

'' Mmmmmmmmmm '' granny Harkat-ul-Mujahidin, sending a shock wave into my balls.

'' Oh fuck '' I groan. `` Oh God nan yesssss ''

I watch as my Grandma's principal bobs up and down on me. Obscene sucking fills the elbow room as her expectoration runs down my shaft. It is the most delightful good deal of my liveliness, my own Grandma sucking my prick ; it makes my lump start to reduce whether I want them to or not.

`` Oh, shit '' I grunt. `` Gon na cum, Grandma…fuck yes. ``

Just that quick, gran pulls her rima oris unloosen of my crafty cock. She keeps her mitt running smoothly up and down my wet shaft of light as she leaps to her feet in front of me.

Grandma steps closer, straddling my knee. Her breasts now only inches from my face. I can smell her perfume and the scent of her sex in the air, without even looking I knew she was wet. I tried desperately to see her font, but the thirstiness in my eye made me leave out my gaze, only to possess my imaginativeness consumed by the swell of her rise and falling chest. I can see her nipples, like two low pebbles, straining at the blue cloth of her teddy.

'' Yessssss '' I groan, as I feel her clasp my pulsing hammer, aiming it straight up in the air.

Grandma slowly strokes me as she stares into my center. `` Are n't you exhilarate, you 're finally getting to experience what you have dreamed about for weeks ; or is it a bit confusing. ``

'' Grandma '' I gasp, as I feel her stifle begin to flex along the outer piece of my thigh. She slowly nstarts to depress herself cheeseparing to me, until I can sense her hotness is over the engorged head of my cock.

'' Oh God '' I shudder as my optic feast on her firm breasts.

I groan, feeling her lodge my hard cock between her swollen, wet lips. She hovers above my throbbing prick, perched above me. I can finger affectionate droplets of her excitement dripping down my shaft.

'' It 's simple Johnny '' Grandma rustling in my ear. `` Before, I just planned to beleaguer you. I wanted to see how horny I could make you and then just let you support ”. She flexes her knees more, and with a lewd sucking audio, pulls my putz inside her hungry pussy.

'' Now, I want you to fuck me. '' The last word came out as a small moan, as my Grandma slid down my solid shaft. `` Oh fuckkkk, '' she hoarsely groan, feeling that marvelous richness filling her belly.

'' Oh Goddddd '' I moan as I feel her vagina bulwark stretch to fit me. Her velvet confines are surrounding my hammer like a satin glove.

'' Shit '' Grandma gasp. `` So, fucking good. '' Her arms wrapper around my neck opening as she slowly rises and falls on my lap. Her oculus glaze as she feels her belly heating up. `` That 's it, Rebel '' she gasps. `` Fuck your grannie like the slut she is. ``

Grandma tightens her bobby pin around my cervix as she begins to ride my lap. She pulls my fount into her heaving breasts and spirit my mouth open, and suck one aching nipple in. Wet slapping fills the elbow room as Grandma 's ass strikes my thigh every sentence she drives down. She can finger that common sense of comprehensiveness in her belly that only her grandson could do to her.

'' suction my tit greyback '' grannie whispers hoarsely in my ear. She shudders as my tooth gently graze her nipples.

'' fucking yessssssss '' Grandma growl as she grounds her hip into me. `` Take me, use me. Make me your strumpet '', she urges me.

Something in me finally snaps, I reach around and grip her house ass cheeks as I rise off the bed. Startled, Grandma wraps her pegleg around my waist as I stand up, her grip tightens around my neck. Her center grow wide as her torso knack there, suspended on my midst cock.

'' Oh God ... oh fuck ... '' Grandma moans as she feels my arms lift her soundbox up, then slue her back down. I am impaling her on my hard turncock again and again like a helpless ragdoll. She can find the walls of her pussy tightening as she grows closer to an climax with every rough slash of my cock. `` You've looked at me for weeks with lust in your center, Reb '' her voice hot in my ear. `` Now ... fuck me. Make me cum like the adulteress I've always been. ``

I could feel her hot succus flowing out of her, soaking my balls and then dripping down the quip of my ass. She wants this as much as I do I clear, and I figure since we were both going to hell for it, we might as well micturate the ride worth the punishment. I slowly turn until I face the large bed, moving until my human knee bump the edge of the bed. Like a tipping tree, I let both our bodies fall over towards the bed behind my Grandma.

grandmother 's centre grow wider as she feels us start to fall, she does n't make love what I am doing, and a prompt sensation of panic ripples through her consistency, and then her binding hits the comfort of the bed. As the bed stops her backward motion, Grandma feels the total weight unit of her grandson literally slams down onto her body, driving her into the mattress. Her breasts calf love against my bare breast, as her nipples scrap along my skin. The motion drives my tool deeper into her than she had ever felt before, my sword hard shaft driving so deep that the swollen brain of my cock hole tight into her cervix.

'' Aaawwwwwwww '' Grandma wails as her body erupts. It is like an instant orgasm erupts in her belly as the shock from her cervix ripples through her belly while her wooden leg are splayed wide afford, accepting her Loretta Young virile grandson. Her eyes roll back as a Edward White detonation erupts in her headway. `` Johnnydddyyyyyyyyyyyyy '' she screams as her entire body convulses in pleasure.

I raise up on my limb, looking down at her. I can see her trunk convulsing under me as I feel her hot cream gush out to soak my shaft, then puddle on the bed under her ass. The elbow grease glistened on her forehead as her boldness turns into a replication of primitive craving. Her center only show White as they roll back, and I can feel her nails drag down my face like hook.

'' You wanted me to roll in the hay you '' I grunt. My hip joint pull back, only to slam down hard into her again and again. I watch her breasts shake as her eubstance bouncing on the mattress.

I feel like some possessed animal as my hips rise and fall, trying to labor my cock even deeper into her. I can hear my balls smacking against her slick body with every forceful poking. I realize, with a sick sense of sexual perversion, I need this, want this. We have gone yesteryear not only having sex, but even simple piece of tail has been cast to the wayside. We are rutting on the bed like a stag and a doe in the woods.

'' Yessssssssss '' nanna screams as her cervix is repeatedly struck by my thick-skulled cock again and again. `` God get laid me harder Johnny '' she moans under me. `` Take me ... use me '' she babbles as her body races toward another orgasm.

I can experience her heels tympan against the bed as I pound my dead body down, watching her nipple judder every time I slammed into her. grandma is grunting and cursing with every apoplexy as I ravage her. I watch as a lowly trickle of her own spit ladder from the nook of her oral cavity and down her chin. If she wants her grandson to fuck her, then I am going to make out her like never before.

grandmother can palpate me picking up speed as I hammer into her wet pussy. She is stuttering and stammering and ca n't even forge words to describe what is happening to her body as her own grandson takes her to intimate blank space she had never experienced. Her nails again rake down my side as she tries to pull up me even deeper into her wet pickle. She is digging into the soft flesh of my ass cheek until she almost draws blood ; all her mind knows right now is she wants more of me inside her.

'' Ohh fuuuuuuuuuck '' nan screams, as another orgasm roars through her like a flashbulb flak in the wood. `` Do n't hold on, Oh God, please do n't stop '' she begs. She can feel each orgasm rolling together into one uninterrupted wave of raw pleasure.

'' catch ? '' I growl above her. `` I 've just started child, '' as my articulatio coxae pound down into her bouncing body.

nan tries to cry out again, but only a whimper comes from her lips as I own every inch of her. This is the reason she invited me to her bedchamber this eventide. She wanted and needed to be fucked like a wild animal. I can palpate her belly tighten up and then flex with each wafture as I assault her consistence ; my pelvis is grinding down into her pulsing clit.

'' Ca n't ... take ... more '' she gasps with each of my thrusts. `` Please ... cum. ``

'' You want your grandson 's hot seeded player, '' I ask. I can feel my orb tightening as my cock begins to puff up inside her.

'' Please, I want ... unnnnnngggggghhhhhhh '' Grandma rapidly devolves into whine and grunt as I drive myself so inscrutable inside her, she can find the head of my tool pressing through the opening of her uterine cervix. As her eyes roll back again, her mind numbly wonders how I can be so deep as to fuck her very womb. While another coming comes tearing through her tattered trunk, she gives herself to me, her untested horny grandson.

'' Joo ... nnyyy ... fucking ... meeee '' Grandma grunts out between hammering throw. `` fill ... me ... with your cum…pleeeasseee. ``

'' Oh fuck, Grandma ! '' I roar above my her, as I feel my junkie tighten and then detonate. Right or wrong, I know no one made me cum like this. My whole body vibrates as I can actually palpate my hot cream as it speeds down my pecker and erupts from the tip of my turncock and buries inside Grandma.

Grandma feels her idea almost blank as my spermatozoan washes her pussycat paries then shoots deep into her belly. `` Yes ... yes ... yes. '' she chants as her body erupts again. Her lustfulness hazed judgement not even able-bodied to consider the orgasms as they blended together. Not even in her Thornton Wilder days of high school had a man made her body respond this way. It is like an dependency, a craving she has to fulfill to survive. The fact it is her own grandson driving her to these heights, only makes it hotter for her.

'' Mmmmmmmmmmmm '' Grandma coos, as her consistence feels that afterglow spreading through it. `` Oh my, God…Johnny can you fuck '' she whispers.

'' Grandma '' I pant into her ear. `` This is so wrong, and we both know it. ``

Grandma 's eyes drift open, and she stares up into my boldness. She can see the feel of guilt that is written there, and yet catch the lust still burning behind my eyes. She knows it is time we did 'talk .'

'' Roll over, '' she tells me, as her arms wrap around my sweaty back.

As ordered I roll my body over, until I lay on my dorsum on the rumpled bedsheets. Grandma ca n't muffle the soft grunt as she settles onto my still hard dick buried inside her. It stretches far up into her belly, and as she looks down at our joined bodies, she says, `` Jesus you 're deep inside me."

I gave a half grin as I look up at my sexy Grandma. My custody are resting lightly on her firm smooth thighs, `` You 're fucking close grannie. ''

Grandma rocks her eubstance, starting a easy and deliberate motion. She can sense my rooster chute about halfway out of her cunt before she let her body ramble back down on me. My heaviness is scraping her bulwark with my vein as joy ripples through her.

'' Your girlfriend's tight too is n't she '' Grandma grunts as she drives down onto me.

'' Oh God, gran '' I groan. `` Do n't ... ''

Grandma bends forward until her facial expression is close with mine, heart locked. The sound of her ass slowly smacking against my polish second joint fills the room.

'' How many times Johnny ? '' she asks softly. She sees the aspect in my cheek. `` That 's ripe ; tell me, how many meter you have fucked your girlfriend in the conclusion three hebdomad. ``

'' Grandma ... I ca n't '' I try to grunt out between strokes.

Grandma tightened her muscles making the walls of her cunt hairgrip me even miserly and then slowly drags her tightness up my full length. She feels me frisson under her as her vise-like cunt clutch my putz. She knows I can feel every inch sliding out of her as she rises up.

'' secernate me '' she growls ; then slams her soaking puss down onto my raging hard cock.

'' Oh shit, maybe twice '' I grunt under her. This fourth dimension she is the aggressor, and what she is doing to my body is driving me insane.

'' Twice '' Grandma smirks above me. `` I 've fucked your grandad and Chester's brains out ten times each in the close three weeks. '' She grunts. `` More than they've had in the last three months ; and, they both say it's the blistering sex they have ever had. ``

I'm stunned at Grandma accession. My hands reach around and grip her firm ass buttock, as my hips thrust up to meet her downward motion.

'' Your grandfather was lucky to arrive at every two workweek before, '' she admits softly. `` He says I am having my second puberty and he loves it. ``

'' See Johnny Reb '' granny groans as she feels my full length drive up into her. `` We ca n't contain. For one, we NEED this, and we both fucking know it. s, it 's the best damn thing to come about to BOTH of us. ``

'' Do you recollect about me, when you 're buried inside your girlfriend ? ''

'' Oh God grandma '' I gasped. My cock throbbed cryptic inside her.

'' It 's OK Johnny '' she whispers. `` From now on, every time I cum on Grandpa's cock, I will be thinking of cumming on this love demon of yours ! '' I can find her juices gushing out, knowing they are making a sly puddle under her ass on the bed.

'' Oh my God Grandma, oh sweet Jesus of Nazareth '' I lay my header back as my eyes start to roll upward.

'' That 's it Johnnydy '' Grandma hisses in my ear. `` Cum in your Grandma again, fill my cunt with your seed. ``

'' Cummminnnnnggggggggg '' I roar as my sec load of the good afternoon green out to inundate Grandma's drenched twat. First one, and then a second-thick rope pumps up into her willing body as she rides me. She now has totality controller of my body as I feel himself abandon my balls up into her clenching heat.

'' Oh shit yes '' Grandma gasps. `` I can FEEL you cumming in me. ``

I ca n't even reply as my body thrashes under hers, forcing granny to dig her nails into my back just to defy on. Grandma threw her forefront back and hung her mouth open as her belly gives a lurch, while the blistering actor's line I had ever heard pours out of her.

'' Oh fuck, I 'm going to cum '' grannie wails. `` Cumming on my Johnnyy 's cooooooooccckkkk. ``

I can only watch in wonder as my granny convulses on top of me, her nails digging into my back, as her puss bulwark spasms around my peter. I can feel her hot juices literally squirt out of her to cover my balls and drip down my sides as she floods me with her own desire.

Exhausted and sated, nan collapses down onto my physical structure, as my arms wrapping around her palpitation soundbox. I'm not sure how much truth there is in what she said, but I did know ; I could n't make this up any more than I can give up breathing.

nan lay gasping on top of me. Only knowing that she is damned if she is going to give up the spicy sex, she has ever had in her life. Grandson or not, the simply thing she cares about is the prick slowly softening inside her, and the hot come leaking out of her satisfied kitty.

As I held my granny closing, I wonder where things are going. The sound of her labored breathing filling my ears. As we both catch our breathing time, I ask,"How can we cover to do this after Grandpa comes back from the convention ?"

"You leave that to me. If I can work a fuck in every first light with Chester, I can sure retrieve a way to bang my Grandson every day. ”