My nan, Pomaderris apetala La forge was a farm girl who grew up in New Madrid County, a small farming residential district in the southeast Missouri River bootheel. The folk farm was just over 2000 estate of prime fecund land bordering the banks of the Mississippi River. The property was flat and wanton to plough. Each harvest was practiced than the previous. Great gramps La smithy had been offered over $ 1500 per Acre back in the 1800s, but he wouldn't betray one Acre. It had been in the La smithy menage since before Missouri became a state of matter. In fact, Great-Great Grandpa La Forge had been a Captain with the survey party of Col. George VI John Pierpont Morgan, when he established New Madrid, Missouri in 1789. He was allowed to lay claim to the farming area as defrayal for his service to Col. Lewis Henry Morgan's outing. The farm has been passed down through the crime syndicate generation after generation. When a La Forge child married, that child and their spouse received two acre of land to establish a home. They would bear on to subsist on the property and share in the profits of the farm. At present, 34 kin descending from Great-Great Grandpa La forge live on the land and workplace on the farm.

gran Hazel had four sibling ; all son. She was the one-third tiddler and the only when female person of the five children. Dylan Thomas was the oldest nipper followed by, George IV, then Grandma hazelnut, later Earl and Bruno Walter, the youngest boy. Her brother were very protective of her and chased off any boyfriend that didn't meet the gamey standards they had set for her.

nanna Hazel worked the farm right alongside her brothers and was considered by most as being a tough, but beautiful girlfriend. She could cast aside a bale of hay just as well as any of her brothers. Her eubstance grew strong and firm. At age seventeen she was the best liked and probably the best-looking lady friend in the senior high school. She was average height and free weight. She was friendly, creative and industrious, but could also be very egotistical and a bit mean.

When she was in high school, she had sandy blond whisker, a fair complexion, sparkling blue air optic, yearn slender stage, a firm round ass and tits that any Playboy bunny would die for. She always wore her hair's-breadth in a ponytail to keep it out of the way when she worked around farm machinery. Any former clip her fuzz flowed down over her berm. Physically, Grandma hazelnut is still in pretty commodity shape. Her tits are more substantial and probably sag because of her age. She is still an attractive woman, but now she has bronze weathered skin with some wrinkles from working in the sun, hoary hair due to old age and bore blue eyes.

Shortly after hazelnut tree's 18th natal day, she began to date a local boy by the name of Andrew Winston. Pomaderris apetala 's brothers gave him a hoodlum time at first of all, but after they had dated for several calendar month, her brother Saint George started talking up a marriage between hazelnut and Andrew Winston. Everyone thought George I had lost his creative thinker. hazelnut and Andrew hadn't known each other long enough to speculate marriage. However, George was insistent that they are allowed to marry and also be given a section of body politic to build a place. Saint Andrew the Apostle was a timid man and didn't express himself one way or the other about the proposed wedlock. He just form of went along with the flow. He was probably afraid of nan's brothers.

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

My public figure is Johnny, and I spend to the highest degree of my summertime working on my grandmother's farm. I call it my Grandma 's farm because she is strong-willed and everyone else in the family take to her leadership. She runs everything, and no one challenges her authority. The farm turns a huge net every class under Grandma 's leadership and the whole family line delights in getting their shares. The work is, but it does admiration for my strength and weight. I have learned to address a Bale of hay just as well as any of the other farmhands.

My favorite farmhand to puzzle out with is Chester Johnson. He is a twenty-eight-year-old black man who is working summertime to pay his grad school tuition. He is working towards a schoolmaster of Agricultural political economy. He has an undergraduate arcdegree in business studies. He is bright and considerate, but can also be very underhanded and a bit devious.

He is an old sentence Christian who defines himself as sexually straight. Physically, Bob is in pretty good shape. He is marvellous with dark peel, black pilus and dark brown eyes. Chester grew up in a middle-class black vicinity. He was raised by his female parent ; his beginner was sent to prison when he was young and never returned. Chester is one of the hardest doer I have ever known. He has taught me many matter about running a farm for profit.

Our break of day always start around five o'clock. Chester arrives at five, and nanna serves a boastfully country breakfast complete with eggs, Viscount St. Albans or sausage, biscuits or goner, and milk bonanza or grits. Grandma believes everyone who works a farm should initiate their workday with a hearty breakfast. What one of her favourite says is ; `` Eat breakfast like a King, tiffin like a Prince and supper like a Pauper. ``

We usually begin our work day cleaning the b and pitching hay. We also have to do superior general handiwork like making indisputable all fencing are intact, tend to livestock, and some ploughing during planting time of year. I usually start in the barn while Chester helps nanna with sorting account and paying bills. His college degree in business studies is why Grandma lets him help her with the paperwork.

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

Chester is standing between her pegleg. His pants are around his ankle, and his big black pecker is slowly moving in and out of Grandma 's pussy. They did n't hear me return to the menage, so I stood frozen in blank space as I watch. She seems almost spellbound by his big shameful peter. Her stage are around his waist, and her hound are hooked around the back of his thighs pulling his cock back in every clock time he eases it out to the border of her slit. His dick looks like it is at least a foot long and she is absorbing it all in her pussy. Her saucy boob are on display, her mamilla hard, her fingers running over her own body so sensually. I get hard just watching. I have the urge to jack-off, but I am afraid they will catch me. It looks like the look she is drawing through his callousness are just incredible. He is looking down at her inclination second joint 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 steady rhythmical humping and somehow does n't burst forth right away. It is a miracle he doesn't culmination immediately considering the sensorial overload grannie is putting him through. I can evidence by his grunting and breathing that he is cheeseparing, but he apparently does n't want it to end, so he holds on and steadily continues to pump away on Grandma's pussy. He is sweating profusely, but it looks like he never wants it to stop fucking her.

Grandma is pinching and pulling her tit as he moves his tool in and out. She is rolling her hard nipples in her fingertips and looking into his eyes as she milks his compact sinister shaft with her soused pussy. I stand mesmerised watching her biting her lip, and both of them moaning melodiously. He casually reaches up to tint her breasts himself, and as the rhythm between them intensifies, she pulls him down to kiss his back talk before whispering into his ear : `` You feel incredible inside me, Chester. Keep fucking me until I faint again. ``

Her lyric almost make him break inside her, but somehow, he manages to hold on longer. But now it seems that she ca n't hold 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 push themselves together, to achieve as practically contact lens as is humanly possible. Their lips are pressed together, her breasts squashed against his breast and as he grinds his pecker into her, he places his hands on her smooth target to tear himself as far into her as potential to maximise the sentiency of his cock moving inside her recherche pussy.

nanna is shaking and almost crying by the prison term she hit the peak of her climax, and if she is feeling anything like the sense I am feeling, I can understand why. I am almost to the full stop of Cumming in my own pant. As she yelps and shudders, her vagina tightens around his shiny shaft, and his climax is brewing at the very root of his cock. A few moments later he lets himself go, allowing his sperm to bust away inside her. His hot cum is bursting forth to forge into Grandma's eager pussycat. She is hyperventilating and squealing with delight.

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

That nighttime at dinner party nanna does n't say a word about the incident. She does, however, glance at my crotch several times when she thinks I am not looking. I try to fight back the urge, but I get an erection that throbs uncontrollably in my pants. I start looking at nan in a whole different twinkle. I had never viewed her as anything other than Grandma, but I now I see her as an sure-enough woman that loves the feel of a hard cock in her cunt. I try to efface the memory of her pulling Chester's putz into her hot snatch with her heels locked behind his thighs. What's worse is that the film keeps changing and I am seeing ME slamming MY cock into her while she screams with joy. I have to apologize my ego from the mesa and go to my elbow room where I masturbate to the most terrific orgasm I have ever had. I shower then come fast to catch some Z's. I wake up several prison term during the dark and diddly-shit off to the visions of Grandma and me doing things a grandmother and Grandson should never do.

For the future two hebdomad, I find myself looking lustfully at nan every clip I think she isn't aware of my gawking. However, she always catches me. Sometimes she will smile, and other sentence she will wink at me. A twosome of mornings she's leaned toward me in such a way I get a glimpse of her bare mamilla when her robe falls open. She pretends not to detect me eyeballing, but I think she is counting on me to count.

Sun dayspring when everyone is at church building and nanna is in the kitchen preparing her usual Billy Sunday snack counter, I wander into the kitchen and pour a cup of burnt umber. I start toward the patio with my coffee, but she asks me to stick around and keep her company. I take a seat at the kitchen mesa where I had observed her enjoying Chester 's cock that morning three workweek ago. I sit quietly and admire the embonpoint of her fast 58-year-old butt. She is wearing black Pilates pants that hug all the curve ball of her house ass. I slip away into a oneirism which has me lowering those gasp and sliding my hard hammer between her clear thighs.

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

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

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

I don't know if I was more obstruct for getting caught looking at her consistence or if I was embarrassed at the erotic cerebration I was having about her. I had no approximation nan knew what I was thinking. I had been so careful not to gaze at her tits and aphrodisiac ass while I thought these incestuous matter 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 bonk when a man wants to scuff me into his bed."

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

"Johnny, you don't have to traverse your flavour. It okay for you to have intimate desires. You are growing into a man, and a man needs the intimate relief a cleaning woman can give him."

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

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

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

"Don't you worry about grandad. He gets all the sex he can manage from me. I'm the one who can't seem to get enough sex to forgather my motivation. Ever since my first time in the b with one of my pal, I knew I couldn't live without a firmly putz in my pussy every day. Look at it this way, you would be helping Grandpa out by reducing my demands on him."

'' How would this study ? I could n't have sex with you while grandpa is in the family. I would be scared to expiry that he would enchant us and then think differently of me. ``

'' Grandpa is going to the Regional granger 's conventionality in St. Louis tomorrow, and he will be gone for the whole hebdomad. Just knock on my sleeping accommodation room access any night this week, and we will talk about it and see how it goes. I won't put any insistence on you. If you decide not to do it, I will understand. ''

I knocked softly on grandmother's bedroom 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 belittled bedside lamp. When I saw my grannie Hazel standing by the human foot of the bombastic king bed my shaft twitched. This time she was dressed entirely unlike from before. Gone was the bathrobe, in its place was an almost sheer diffused blue devil teddy that accentuated her every curve. It ended right at the curve of her ass cheeks as she turned to face me. My eye immediately dropped to the dark areoles that were clearly patent through the tenuous cloth.

'' Redeemer '' I whispered as my eyes traveled over her beautiful body.

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

'' Oh my God '' I groan, as I feel every drop of rakehell in my consistency spate to my groin, while the grounds of my lust grows stiffer in my slacks by the second.

For the last three calendar week, I had been fighting off her preliminary. There was something about being near her that brings out a primordial need I had never experienced before, and she has made it quite realize she felt the same way.

I watch as she slightly bent at the minor tabular array, picking up a glass of KY Bourbon dynasty, then turned and handed it to me. My eyes had been locked to the curvature of her ass through the thinly nightgown. piece of tail, I think to myself, she is n't even wearing step-in. She wants this as very much as I do I finally realized.

'' granny '' I start to say. My voice is parched and mingy as I speak. I take a drinking of the Bourbon dynasty, letting the liquid burn down my throat to warm my neural belly.

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

Grandma sighs as she takes my now half void glass, and turns to set it on the diminished table again, she stares at the meth and then slowly takes a draft of the potent liquid, grimacing as it slides down her throat.

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

When Grandma turns back, she finds me sitting on the bound of the bed, she half murmuring 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 naked woman standing only a ft in front of him, made all those grounds minor. Even in the half-light of her bedroom, I can see through the thin fabric of her intimate apparel as her firmly mammilla straining to be free.

My eyes drift down her body, watching her chest ascension and fall with her increase respiration. My eye can see through the thin Amytal material of her teddy, to her already swollen and moist kitty-cat lips.

I undo the release on my shirt and slowly skid the cloth free of my chest of drawers. I see Grandma 's heart travel over my chest, hungry and poverty-stricken. `` Grandma, '' I say softly. `` You know this is n't right. ``

'' I 'm aware, '' she tells me, as she takes my shirt and places it onto the chairman. When she turns back, she locks eyes with me and steps up until her human knee almost touched mine.

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

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

'' The gasp '' grandmother almost growls down at me.

Even as I raise my ass from the bed and begin to unwrap and skid my drawers down, I try to argue even though it has gone nowhere. As the cloth slips over my hips and down my branch, my throbbing pecker stands straight from my bulwark, silent evidence of the event she is having on me no matter what my legitimate brain endeavour to think.

nanna drops to her knees as her hands roughly tug the legs of my jeans free along with my boxers. Then, shuffling forward, she slips between my spread legs. Her bridge player 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 paw slowly strokes up and down my distance.

I could only look down and watch in bedaze secretiveness. Three hebdomad ago, she had been my sweet, lovable nanna, now she has turned into a cock hungry woman who knows exactly what she wants, and plans on taking it.

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

'' No it 's not '' Grandma undercut me off. `` It 's sucking. '' gran's candid rima oris descends on my throbbing cock before I could even think to act my hands to cease her.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhh '' I moan, as her hot mouth envelope me. My pelvis automatically come off the bed, driving more of my length into my Grandma's hungry mouth. Along with the wet slurping, I can hear her softly gag as my tumesce headland hit the dorsum of her throat.

'' Mmmmmmmmmm '' Grandma hums, sending a daze moving ridge into my balls.

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

I watch as my nanna's school principal bobs up and down on me. Obscene sucking fills the elbow room as her spit runs down my shaft. It is the most delightful sight of my life history, my own grandma sucking my cock ; it makes my balls start to fasten whether I want them to or not.

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

Just that quick, Grandma pulls her mouth free of my foxy cock. She keeps her script running smoothly up and down my wet shaft as she leaps to her feet in forepart of me.

grannie steps closer, straddling my knees. Her breasts now only inches from my typeface. I can smell her essence and the scent of her sex in the air, without even looking I knew she was wet. I tried desperately to see her case, but the thirst in my eye made me drop my regard, only to have my visual modality consumed by the swell of her ascent and falling chest. I can see her nipples, like two pocket-size pebbles, straining at the down material of her teddy.

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

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

'' grandma '' I gasp, as I feel her knees begin to turn along the out part of my thighs. She slowly nstarts to turn down herself closer to me, until I can feel her heat is over the engorged head of my cock.

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

I groan, feeling her Sir Oliver Lodge my knockout cock between her swollen, wet backtalk. She hovers above my throbbing rooster, perched above me. I can sense warm up droplets of her excitement dripping down my shaft.

'' It 's unsubdivided Johnny '' grandmother voicelessness in my ear. `` Before, I just planned to tease you. I wanted to see how corneous I could make you and then just let you put up ”. She flexes her knees Thomas More, and with a lewd sucking sound, clout my prick inside her hungry pussy.

'' Now, I want you to fuck me. '' The last watchword came out as a small groan, as my grandmother slid down my solidness shaft. `` Oh fuckkkk, '' she hoarsely moans, feeling that wonderful fullness filling her belly.

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

'' Shit '' nanna pant. `` So, fucking good. '' Her coat of arms wrapping around my neck opening as she slowly boost and falls on my lap. Her eyes glaze as she feels her belly heating up. `` That 's it, Johnny '' she gasps. `` Fuck your grannie like the slattern she is. ``

Grandma tightens her grip around my cervix as she begins to depend on my lap. She pulls my face into her panting bosom and flavor my mouth open, and suck one aching mamilla in. Wet slapping fills the room as grandmother 's ass strikes my thighs every fourth dimension she drives down. She can feel that sense of fullness in her belly that only her grandson could do to her.

'' Suck my tits Rebel '' Grandma whispers hoarsely in my ear. She shudders as my teeth gently graze her nipples.

'' Fuck yessssssss '' Grandma growls as she grounds her hip into me. `` Take me, use me. wee-wee me your slut '', she urges me.

Something in me finally snaps, I reach around and grip her firm ass cheeks as I rise off the bed. Startled, Grandma wraps her legs around my waist as I stand up, her handgrip tightens around my neck. Her eyes grow astray as her consistency hangs there, suspended on my dense cock.

'' Oh God ... oh nookie ... '' Grandma moan as she feels my arms lift her body up, then slip her back down. I am impaling her on my hard cock again and again like a lost ragdoll. She can finger the walls of her bitch tightening as she grows closer to an orgasm with every pugnacious stroke of my prick. `` You've looked at me for calendar week with lecherousness in your centre, Johnny '' her voice hot in my ear. `` Now ... know me. hit me cum like the slut I've always been. ``

I could feel her hot succus flowing out of her, soaking my balls and then dripping down the crack of my ass. She wants this as much as I do I realize, and I figure since we were both going to hell for it, we might as well cook the ride worth the penalization. I slowly turn until I face the orotund bed, moving until my genu bump the edge of the bed. Like a tipping tree, I let both our consistency fall over towards the bed behind my Grandma.

Grandma 's optic rise wider as she feels us come out to strike, she does n't make out what I am doing, and a quick sentiency of panic wavelet through her body, and then her spine hits the comforter of the bed. As the bed stops her backwards motion, gran feels the total exercising weight of her grandson literally slams down onto her physical structure, driving her into the mattress. Her breasts crush against my bare chest, as her tit scrap along my skin. The question parkway my peter deeper into her than she had ever felt before, my steel hard spear driving so deep that the puff up mind of my shaft jams tight into her cervix.

'' Aaawwwwwwww '' nanna wails as her body erupts. It is like an instant coming erupts in her belly as the seismic disturbance from her cervix ripples through her belly while her legs are splayed wide open, accepting her youth virile grandson. Her eyes roll back as a bloodless burst erupts in her psyche. `` Johnnydddyyyyyyyyyyyyy '' she screams as her entire body convulses in pleasure.

I raise up on my weaponry, looking down at her. I can see her dead body convulsing under me as I feel her hot ointment outpouring out to soak my cock, then puddle on the bed under her ass. The swither glistened on her os frontale as her face turns into a reverberation of primitive craving. Her eyes only show Patrick Victor Martindale White as they roll back, and I can feel her nails drag down my sides like claw.

'' You wanted me to have intercourse you '' I grunt. My pelvic girdle pull back, only to slam down hard into her again and again. I watch her breasts shake as her body leaping on the mattress.

I feel like some demoniac animal as my hips rise and fall, trying to beat back my dick even deeper into her. I can hear my balls smacking against her slick body with every emphatic thrust. I realize, with a sick sense of perversion, I need this, want this. We have gone past not only having sex, but even simple fucking has been cast to the wayside. We are rutting on the bed like a stag and a doe in the woods.

'' Yessssssssss '' Grandma screams as her cervix is repeatedly struck by my loggerheaded cock again and again. `` God know me hard Johnny '' she moans under me. `` Take me ... use me '' she babbles as her body races toward another orgasm.

I can feel her heels drum against the bed as I pound my body down, watching her nipple shake every clock time I slammed into her. nanna is grunting and cursing with every stroke as I ravage her. I watch as a modest drip of her own spit runs from the recess of her mouth and down her chin. If she wants her grandson to sleep together her, then I am going to get it on her like never before.

Grandma can feel me picking up stop number as I hammer into her wet puss. She is stuttering and stammering and ca n't even form words to describe what is happening to her consistence as her own grandson takes her to sexual places she had never experienced. Her nails again rake down my side as she tries to deplumate me even deeper into her wet hole. She is digging into the soft physique of my ass cheeks until she almost draws blood ; all her thinker knows right now is she wants Sir Thomas More of me inside her.

'' Ohh fuuuuuuuuuck '' gran screaming, as another coming roars through her like a flash fire in the forest. `` Do n't blockade, Oh God, please do n't stop '' she begs. She can feel each coming rolling together into one uninterrupted wave of raw pleasure.

'' blockage ? '' I growl above her. `` I 've just started baby, '' as my hips pound down into her bouncing body.

grannie tries to cry out again, but only a whimper comes from her lips as I own every inch of her. This is the understanding she invited me to her bedroom this eve. She wanted and needed to be fucked like a wild animal. I can feel her belly tighten and then flex with each wave as I assault her dead body ; 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 seed, '' I ask. I can feel my balls tightening as my hammer begins to puff up inside her.

'' Please, I want ... unnnnnngggggghhhhhhh '' granny rapidly devolves into whimper and oink as I drive myself so bass inside her, she can experience the head of my cock pressing through the gap of her cervix. As her eyes roll back again, her head numbly wonders how I can be so deep as to fuck her very womb. While another orgasm comes tearing through her shattered consistency, she gives herself to me, her young horny grandson.

'' Joo ... nnyyy ... fuck ... meeee '' gran grunts out between hammering stroke. `` Fill ... me ... with your cum…pleeeasseee. ``

'' Oh fuck, nan ! '' I roar above my her, as I feel my nuts tighten and then explode. Right or damage, I know no one made me cum like this. My totally dead body vibrates as I can actually sense my hot cream as it speeds down my shaft and erupts from the tip of my putz and buries inside Grandma.

granny feels her psyche almost lacuna as my sperm washes her pussy walls then shoots deep into her belly. `` Yes ... yes ... yes. '' she chants as her body erupts again. Her luxuria hazed mind not even capable to count the coming as they blended together. Not even in her wilder years of highschool school had a man made her body respond this way. It is like an addiction, a craving she has to fill to survive. The fact it is her own grandson driving her to these tiptop, only makes it red-hot for her.

'' Mmmmmmmmmmmm '' granny coos, as her organic structure feels that afterglow spreading through it. `` Oh my, God…Johnny can you do it '' she whispers.

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

grandma 's eyes drift opened, and she stares up into my brass. She can see the look of guilty conscience that is written there, and yet watch the lust still burning behind my eyes. She knows it is sentence we did 'talk .'

'' axial rotation over, '' she tells me, as her arms wrapper around my sweaty back.

As coherent I roll my consistency over, until I lay on my rear on the rumpled bedsheets. Grandma ca n't choke the delicate oink as she settles onto my still intemperate cock buried inside her. It stretches far up into her belly, and as she looks down at our link up physical structure, she says, `` Jesus you 're deep inside me."

I gave a half smile as I look up at my sexy nan. My bridge player are resting lightly on her house smooth thigh, `` You 're fucking compressed Grandma. ''

grandma rocks her body, starting a slow and calculated motion. She can palpate my shaft slide about halfway out of her puss before she let her body be adrift back down on me. My thickness is scraping her bulwark with my veins as pleasure ripples through her.

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

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

nan bends forward until her face is close with mine, eyes locked. The sound of her ass slowly smacking against my smooth thigh fills the room.

'' How many times Reb ? '' she asks softly. She sees the tone in my typeface. `` That 's right ; evidence me, how many times you have fucked your girlfriend in the last three weeks. ``

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

nanna tightened her muscles making the walls of her cunt grip me even nasty and then slowly drags her tightness up my replete duration. She feels me shudder under her as her vise-like cunt hold my cock. She knows I can find every column inch sliding out of her as she rises up.

'' severalize me '' she growls ; then slams her soaking kitty-cat down onto my raging heavily cock.

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

'' Twice '' grannie smirks above me. `` I 've fucked your Grandpa and Chester's brains out ten times each in the hold out three weeks. '' She grunts. `` More than they've had in the endure three months ; and, they both say it's the hottest sex they have ever had. ``

I'm stunned at grannie admission. My hands reach around and grapple her business firm ass cheeks, as my hips thrust up to meet her downward motion.

'' Your Grandpa was favourable to seduce every two weeks before, '' she admits softly. `` He says I am having my second base puberty and he loves it. ``

'' See Johnny Reb '' nan groans as she feels my full length crusade up into her. `` We ca n't stop. For one, we NEED this, and we both fucking know it. Second, it 's the best tinker's dam thing to take place to BOTH of us. ``

'' Do you think about me, when you 're buried inside your lady friend ? ''

'' Oh God Grandma '' I gasped. My cock throbbed trench inside her.

'' It 's OK Johnny '' she whispers. `` From now on, every time I cum on grandad's cock, I will be thinking of cumming on this bed monster of yours ! '' I can feel her succus gushing out, knowing they are making a slick pool under her ass on the bed.

'' Oh my God nanna, oh perfumed Jesus '' I lay my head back as my eyes start to roll upward.

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

'' Cummminnnnnggggggggg '' I roar as my secondment shipment of the afternoon spirt out to oversupply nanna's drenched pussy. First one, and then a second-thick R-2 pumps up into her uncoerced physical structure as she rides me. She now has tot up control of my physical structure as I feel himself vacate my balls up into her clenching heat.

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

I ca n't even answer as my body thrashes under hers, forcing Grandma to dig her nails into my back just to nurse on. grandma threw her head back and hung her mouth open as her belly gives a lurch, while the hottest words I had ever heard pours out of her.

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

I can only watch in wonder as my grannie convulses on top of me, her nails digging into my back, as her kitty wall spasms around my putz. I can sense her hot juice 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, Grandma collapses down onto my body, as my weapons system wrap around her trembling trunk. I'm not sure how much truth there is in what she said, but I did know ; I could n't give this up any more than I can generate up breathing.

nanna lay gasping on top of me. Only knowing that she is damned if she is going to hand up the hottest sex, she has ever had in her life. Grandson or not, the only thing she cares about is the cock slowly softening inside her, and the hot come leaking out of her satisfied pussy.

As I held my Grandma close, I wonder where things are going. The strait of her tug breathing fill my ears. As we both catch our breath, I ask,"How can we carry on to do this after Grandpa comes back from the convention ?"

"You leave that to me. If I can go a fucking in every morn with Chester, I can sure see a way to be intimate my Grandson every day. ”