My Grandma, hazelnut tree La Forge was a farm lady friend who grew up in New Madrid County, a minor farming community in the sou'-east Missouri bootheel. The family farm was just over 2000 Akko of prime fat nation bordering the cant of the Magnolia State River. The holding was bland and easy to turn. Each harvest time was better than the premature. Great granddaddy La Forge had been offered over $ 1500 per acre back in the 1800s, but he wouldn't trade one Accho. It had been in the La Forge family since before Missouri became a State. In fact, Great-Great gramps La Forge had been a Captain with the resume party of Col. George II Morgan, when he established New Madrid, Missouri in 1789. He was allowed to lay call to the plowland as payment for his serving to Col. Morgan's expedition. The farm has been passed down through the kinfolk generation after genesis. When a La Forge tyke married, that child and their spouse received two Acre of terra firma to build a home. They would keep to endure on the belongings and percentage in the earnings of the farm. At deliver, 34 kinfolk descending from Great-Great Grandpa La Forge live on the land and work on the farm.

Grandma hazelnut had four siblings ; all boys. She was the third child and the only female of the five shaver. Thomas was the old youngster followed by, George, then Grandma hazelnut tree, later Earl and Walter, the youngest boy. Her chum were very protective of her and chased off any swain that didn't meet the luxuriously standards they had set for her.

Grandma Hazel worked the farm right alongside her chum and was considered by most as being a tough, but beautiful lady friend. She could cast aside a Bale of hay just as well as any of her brothers. Her body grew strong and house. At age XVII she was the considerably like and probably the best-looking little girl in the high shoal. She was average out pinnacle and weight. She was friendly, creative and energetic, but could also be very egotistical and a bit mean.

When she was in high schooling, she had sandy blonde tomentum, a fairly skin colour, sparkling amobarbital sodium eyes, yearn slender branch, a business firm rhythm ass and tits that any Playboy Bunny would die for. She always wore her whisker in a ponytail to hold on it out of the way when she worked around farm machinery. Any other fourth dimension her pilus flowed down over her berm. Physically, Grandma hazelnut tree is still in pretty good pattern. Her tits are more substantial and probably sag because of her age. She is still an attractive woman, but now she has bronze weathered peel with some crease from working in the sun, grayish hair due to old age and outwear Amytal eyes.

Shortly after Hazel's 18th birthday, she began to date a local boy by the name of Andrew Winston. hazelnut 's Brother gave him a sturdy sentence at first, but after they had dated for several calendar month, her brother George started talking up a married couple between Hazel and Saint Andrew Winston. Everyone thought George I had lost his idea. Hazel and Andrew hadn't known each other long enough to contemplate marriage. However, George was instant that they are allowed to marry and also be given a plane section of land to build a plate. Andrew was a timid man and didn't express himself one way or the other about the proposed matrimony. He just sort of went along with the flow. He was probably afraid of granny's brothers.

Within a calendar month St. Andrew and Hazel were married, and within the watch eight calendar month she delivered a healthy baby boy. Andrew bragged about his new son, but it was rumored that hazel tree's brother George was probably the small fry's true up founding father. hazelnut and Saint Andrew the Apostle went on to accept three more minor ; one miss and two more son. My Dad was one of those boys.

My name is Johnny, and I spend near 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 class production to her leadership. She runs everything, and no one challenges her authority. The farm turns a huge profit every year under nan 's leading and the completely folk delights in getting their part. The body of work is, but it does wonders for my strength and weightiness. I have learned to handle a bale of hay just as well as any of the other farmhands.

My favorite farmhand to work with is Chester President Lyndon Johnson. He is a twenty-eight-year-old black man who is working summer to pay his grad schoolhouse tuition. He is working towards a Masters of Agricultural political economy. He has an undergraduate arcdegree in clientele studies. He is shining and considerate, but can also be very sneaky and a bit devious.

He is an old fourth dimension Christian who defines himself as sexually straight. Physically, Bob is in pretty good physique. He is marvelous with disconsolate skin, black hair and dark brownness eyes. Chester grew up in a middle-class dark neighborhood. He was raised by his female parent ; his don was sent to prison when he was young and never returned. Chester is one of the laborious actor 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 grannie serves a large country breakfast everlasting with egg, Sir Francis Bacon or sausage, biscuits or pledge, and Milk River bunce or grits. 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 male monarch, 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 handwork like making trusted all fencing are integral, tend to livestock, and some plowing during planting season. I usually start in the b while Chester helps nan with sorting invoices and paying bills. His college degree in business organisation subject area is why Grandma lets him help her with the paperwork.

One morning I forgot my body of work baseball mitt, so I had to return to the house. I was shocked at what I found. nanna 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 granny laying on the breakfast tabular array with her bathrobe subject and no clothes under her robe.

Chester is standing between her legs. His knickers are around his mortise joint, and his big black cock is slowly moving in and out of Grandma 's kitty. They did n't hear me riposte to the mansion, so I stood frozen in property as I watch. She seems almost spellbound by his big black pecker. Her stage are around his waistline, and her heels are hooked around the backrest of his thigh pulling his peter back in every prison term he eases it out to the border of her pussy. His tool looks like it is at least a infantry long and she is absorbing it all in her pussy. Her impertinent breast are on video display, her nipples hard, her digit running over her own body so sensually. I get grueling just watching. I have the urge to jack-off, but I am afraid they will trip up me. It looks like the feelings she is drawing through his severity are just incredible. He is looking down at her inclination thigh parted for him, at her graying pubic fuzz, and at her twat that is instinctively squeezing and then releasing on his toilsome 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 grannie is putting him through. I can tell by his grunting and external respiration that he is conclusion, 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 teat as he moves his cock in and out. She is rolling her voiceless nipples in her fingertips and looking into his eyes as she milks his deep black prick with her squiffy pussy. I stand transfix watching her biting her lip, and both of them moaning melodiously. He casually reaches up to touch her breasts himself, and as the musical rhythm between them intensifies, she pulls him down to kiss his mouth before whispering into his ear : `` You feel incredible inside me, Chester. Keep fucking me until I faint again. ``

Her words almost make him flare inside her, but somehow, he manages to hold on tenacious. But now it seems that she ca n't hold onto to her own climax. Chester seems to spot the signal 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 a great deal link as is humanly potential. Their lip are pressed together, her breasts squashed against his chest and as he grinds his cock into her, he places his hand on her smoothen butt to pull himself as far into her as potential to maximize the sensations of his peter moving inside her exquisite pussy.

grannie is shaking and almost crying by the time she hit the flush of her climax, and if she is feeling anything like the sensations I am feeling, I can understand why. I am almost to the distributor point of Cumming in my own pants. As she yelps and shudders, her vagina tightens around his shiny shaft, and his flood tide is brewing at the really base of his cock. A few moments later he lets himself go, allowing his sperm to bristle onward inside her. His hot cum is bursting forth to forge into granny's eager pussy. She is hyperventilating and squealing with delight.

Just as Grandma is coming down from her orgasm, she locks heart with me. She looks stunned at low, then terrified, and possibly embarrassed. I back out the door and run as fast as I can back to the b. Grandma apparently did n't severalize 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 grandmother either did n't tell him, or he is a damn practiced actor.

That night at dinner Grandma does n't say a word about the incident. She does, however, glimpse at my genitalia several times when she thinks I am not looking. I try to push the urge, but I get an erection that throbs uncontrollably in my trouser. I start looking at granny in a entirely unlike luminosity. I had never viewed her as anything other than nan, but I now I see her as an older womanhood that loves the smell of a hard peter in her pussy. I try to erase the store of her pulling Chester's cock into her hot kitty with her dog locked behind his thigh. What's worse is that the picture keeps changing and I am seeing ME slamming MY cock into her while she screams with joy. I have to apologise my ego from the table and go to my room where I masturbate to the most fantastic orgasm I have ever had. I shower then fall fast to log Z's. I wake up respective meter during the night and laborer off to the vision of granny and me doing affair a Grandma and Grandson should never do.

For the next two weeks, I find myself looking lustfully at grandmother every time I think she isn't aware of my gawking. However, she always catches me. Sometimes she will smile, and other times she will wink at me. A couple of dawning she's leaned toward me in such a way I get a glimpse of her bare titmouse when her robe falls open. She pretends not to mark me eyeballing, but I think she is counting on me to look.

Sunday morning when everyone is at Christian church and Grandma is in the kitchen preparing her usual Sunday buffet, I wander into the kitchen and pour a cup of coffee. I start toward the terrace with my coffee, but she asks me to stick around and keep her company. I take a can at the kitchen table where I had observed her enjoying Chester 's cock that morning three calendar week ago. I sit quietly and admire the plumpness of her immobile 58-year-old butt. She is wearing black Pilate knickers that hug all the curves of her firm ass. I slip away into a daydreaming which has me lowering those pants and sliding my hard cock between her chiseled thighs.

She abruptly shakes me out of my daydream when she says,"What do you detect so fascinating about my ass, Reb ?"

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

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

I don't know if I was more humiliated for getting caught looking at her body or if I was embarrassed at the erotic thoughts I was having about her. I had no musical theme nanna knew what I was thinking. I had been so careful not to gaze at her nipple and sexy ass while I thought these incestuous things about her.

'' gran, 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 drag me into his bed."

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

"Johnny Reb, you don't have to deny your feelings. It okay for you to have sexual desires. You are growing into a man, and a man needs the intimate relief a woman can devote him."

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

"It's okay, Johnny Reb. I have been having the Saami cerebration about you ever since you saw me having sex with Chester. And if you ever want to watch over up on those feelings just let me bonk I will clear myself available."

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

"Don't you worry about Grandpa. He gets all the sex he can palm from me. I'm the one who can't seem to get enough sex to meet my pauperism. Ever since my first sentence in the barn with one of my chum, I knew I couldn't live without a gruelling putz in my pussycat every day. Look at it this way, you would be helping granddaddy out by reducing my demand on him."

'' How would this work ? I could n't possess sex with you while Grandpa is in the theater. I would be scared to death that he would catch us and then think differently of me. ``

'' granddad is going to the Regional Farmer 's conventionalism in St. Louis tomorrow, and he will be gone for the whole week. Just whang on my sleeping accommodation door any night this week, and we will verbalize about it and see how it goes. I won't put any pressure on you. If you decide not to do it, I will understand. ''

I knocked softly on granny's bedroom threshold and waited, then quietly stepped inside the room as she opened the doorway. Stepping inside my eyes adjusted to the half-light of the diminished bedside lamp. When I saw my Grandma Hazel standing by the foundation of the large king bed my cock twitched. This time she was dressed entirely different from before. Gone was the bathrobe, in its topographic point was an almost sheer soft blue shift that accentuated her every curve. It ended right at the curvature of her ass cheeks as she turned to present me. My eyes immediately dropped to the dark areoles that were clearly patent through the thin cloth.

'' Deliverer '' I whispered as my centre traveled over her beautiful body.

nan smiles when she sees that thirstiness trice in my centre. `` You like ? '' she asks.

'' Oh my God '' I groan, as I feel every dip of blood in my body charge to my groin, while the grounds of my lecherousness grows stiffer in my slacks by the endorsement.

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

I watch as she slightly bent at the little tabular array, 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 thin nightgown. roll in the hay, I think to myself, she is n't even wearing scanty. She wants this as much as I do I finally realized.

'' grandmother '' I start to say. My articulation is parched and tight as I speak. I take a drink of the Bourbon dynasty, letting the liquid burn down my throat to warm my spooky belly.

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

Grandma sighs as she takes my now half empty glass, and turns to set it on the small table again, she stares at the glass 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 comfy Johnny. ``

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 100 reasons not to do as she is asking ; the vision of this almost nude woman standing only a invertebrate foot in front of him, made all those rationality minor. Even in the half-light of her bedroom, I can see through the thin fabric of her intimate apparel as her hard teat straining to be free.

My eye drift down her body, watching her chest rise and declension with her increased breathing. My eye can see through the cut downcast material of her shift, to her already swollen and damp pussy lips.

I undo the buttons on my shirt and slowly slew the cloth disembarrass of my bureau. I see nanna 's oculus travel over my chest, hungry and needy. `` grandmother, '' I say softly. `` You know this is n't right. ``

'' I 'm cognizant, '' she tells me, as she takes my shirt and post it onto the chair. When she turns back, she locks oculus with me and steps up until her human knee almost touched mine.

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

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

'' The knickers '' nan almost growls down at me.

Even as I raise my ass from the bed and begin to undo and slide my gasp down, I try to fence even though it has gone nowhere. As the cloth slips over my hip joint and down my legs, my throbbing cock stands straight from my groin, still evidence of the force she is having on me no issue what my lucid brain attempt to think.

Grandma drops to her knees as her hands roughly tug the branch of my dungaree free along with my boxers. Then, shuffling forward, she slips between my facing pages legs. Her hand 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 keep an eye on in stunned silence. Three weeks ago, she had been my sweet, lovable Grandma, now she has turned into a turncock hungry adult female who knows exactly what she wants, and programme on taking it.

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

'' No it 's not '' Grandma cuts me off. `` It 's sucking. '' Grandma's unfastened mouth descends on my throbbing cock before I could even guess to actuate my hands to terminate her.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhh '' I moan, as her hot mouth gasbag me. My articulatio coxae automatically come off the bed, driving Thomas More of my duration into my grandma's hungry mouth. Along with the wet slurping, I can hear her softly gag as my well up header hit the rachis of her throat.

'' Mmmmmmmmmm '' Grandma Harkat-ul-Mujahidin, sending a electrical shock moving ridge into my balls.

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

I watch as my nan's headspring bobs up and down on me. Obscene sucking fills the room as her spitting runs down my beam. It is the most delicious vision of my life story, my own granny sucking my shaft ; it makes my orchis start to tighten whether I want them to or not.

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

Just that quick, Grandma pulls her mouth detached of my slick cock. She keeps her helping hand running smoothly up and down my wet diaphysis as she leaps to her fundament in battlefront of me.

Grandma dance step closer, straddling my articulatio genus. Her breasts now only inches from my aspect. I can smell her fragrance and the olfactory property of her sex in the air, without even looking I knew she was wet. I tried desperately to see her side, but the hunger in my eyes made me drop my gaze, only to consume my visual sensation consumed by the gallant of her revolt and falling bureau. I can see her nipples, like two humble pebbles, straining at the blue material of her teddy.

'' Yessssss '' I groan, as I feel her travelling bag my pulsation cock, aiming it straight up in the air.

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

'' Grandma '' I gasp, as I feel her stifle begin to flex along the extinct function of my second joint. She slowly nstarts to lower herself closer to me, until I can sense her warmth is over the overindulge nous of my cock.

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

I groan, feeling her hunting lodge my intemperately cock between her swollen, wet mouth. She hovers above my throbbing cock, perched above me. I can find warm droplets of her exhilaration dripping down my shaft.

'' It 's wide-eyed Rebel '' nanna rustle in my ear. `` Before, I just planned to bug you. I wanted to see how horny I could make you and then just let you abide ”. She flexes her knees more, and with a lewd sucking sound, pulls my dick inside her hungry pussy.

'' Now, I want you to have it away me. '' The last Logos came out as a small groan, as my Grandma slid down my solid dick. `` Oh fuckkkk, '' she hoarsely moans, feeling that wonderful comprehensiveness filling her belly.

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

'' whoreson '' Grandma gasps. `` So, fucking adept. '' Her sleeve wrap around my neck as she slowly rises and falls on my lap. Her center glaze as she feels her belly heating up. `` That 's it, Johnny '' she gasps. `` Fuck your Grandma like the slut she is. ``

Grandma tightens her hold around my neck as she begins to ride my lap. She pulls my typeface into her panting breasts and feels my backtalk open, and suck one aching teat in. Wet slapping fills the room as Grandma 's ass strikes my thigh every meter she drives down. She can feel that sense of fullness in her belly that only her grandson could do to her.

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

'' piece of tail yessssssss '' nan growl as she grounds her hip into me. `` aim me, use me. Make me your slut '', she urges me.

Something in me finally snaps, I reach around and grip her firm ass face as I rise off the bed. Startled, Grandma wraps her peg around my waist as I stand up, her grip tightens around my neck. Her middle grow wide as her eubstance hang there, suspended on my thick cock.

'' Oh God ... oh roll in the hay ... '' Grandma moans as she feels my munition lift her trunk up, then slide her back down. I am impaling her on my intemperate cock again and again like a lost ragdoll. She can feel the wall of her cunt tightening as she grows closemouthed to an orgasm with every roughly stroke of my cock. `` You've looked at me for weeks with lust in your centre, greyback '' her vox hot in my ear. `` Now ... bed me. ready me cum like the slattern I've always been. ``

I could experience her hot juices 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 construct the drive worth the punishment. I slowly turn until I face the great bed, moving until my knees bump the edge of the bed. Like a tipping tree, I let both our dead body fall over towards the bed behind my Grandma.

Grandma 's eyes acquire wider as she feels us start to fall, she does n't know what I am doing, and a promptly aesthesis of panic ripples through her trunk, and then her back hits the baby's dummy of the bed. As the bed stops her backward question, Grandma feels the add up free weight of her grandson literally slams down onto her body, driving her into the mattress. Her breast crush against my bare chest, as her pap scrap along my skin. The motion driving force my tool deeper into her than she had ever felt before, my brand hard shaft driving so mystifying that the swollen header of my rooster crush tight into her cervix.

'' Aaawwwwwwww '' Grandma wails as her body erupts. It is like an wink orgasm erupts in her belly as the shock from her cervix ripples through her belly while her stage are splayed panoptic open, accepting her young virile grandson. Her center roll back as a Patrick Victor Martindale White explosion erupts in her headway. `` Johnnydddyyyyyyyyyyyyy '' she screams as her entire body convulses in pleasure.

I raise up on my arms, looking down at her. I can see her organic structure convulsing under me as I feel her hot emollient blowup out to plume my dick, then wee on the bed under her ass. The swither glistened on her forehead as her face turns into a replication of primitive craving. Her eyes only show white as they roll back, and I can palpate her nails drag down my sides like nipper.

'' You wanted me to get it on you '' I grunt. My hips pull back, only to slam down hard into her again and again. I watch her boob shake as her body bounces on the mattress.

I feel like some possessed animal as my hips rise and fall, trying to aim my cock even deeper into her. I can get word my balls smacking against her slip eubstance with every forceful thrust. I realize, with a sick good sense of sexual perversion, I need this, want this. We have gone past times not only having sex, but even simple-minded fucking has been cast to the roadside. We are rutting on the bed like a stag and a doe in the woods.

'' Yessssssssss '' nan screams as her cervix is repeatedly struck by my thick stopcock again and again. `` God fuck me harder Johnny '' she moans under me. `` require me ... use me '' she babbles as her body races toward another orgasm.

I can sense her cad membranophone against the bed as I punt my torso down, watching her tits excite every time I slammed into her. nanna is grunting and cursing with every stroke as I ravage her. I watch as a small trickle of her own tongue streamlet from the quoin of her backtalk and down her chin. If she wants her grandson to have a go at it her, then I am going to eff her like never before.

Grandma 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 sexual spot she had never experienced. Her nails again rake down my side as she tries to displume me even deeper into her wet hole. She is digging into the soft anatomy of my ass impertinence until she almost draws profligate ; all her psyche knows right now is she wants Thomas More of me inside her.

'' Ohh fuuuuuuuuuck '' granny belly laugh, as another coming roars through her like a flash fire in the forest. `` Do n't stop, Oh God, please do n't arrest '' she begs. She can sense each orgasm rolling together into one uninterrupted Wave of raw pleasure.

'' Stop ? '' I growl above her. `` I 've just started child, '' as my pelvic arch Cypriot pound down into her bouncing body.

gran tries to cry out again, but only a whimper comes from her lips as I own every inch of her. This is the ground she invited me to her chamber this evening. She wanted and needed to be fucked like a wild animal. I can finger her belly stiffen and then turn with each wave as I assault her body ; my pelvis is grinding down into her pulsing clit.

'' Ca n't ... train ... to a greater extent '' she gasps with each of my poke. `` Please ... cum. ``

'' You want your grandson 's hot germ, '' I ask. I can feel my musket ball tightening as my rooster begins to swell inside her.

'' Please, I want ... unnnnnngggggghhhhhhh '' grannie rapidly devolves into whimpers and grunt as I drive myself so thick inside her, she can find the head of my rooster pressing through the opening move of her cervix. As her oculus roll back again, her mind numbly wonders how I can be so rich as to be intimate her very uterus. While another orgasm comes tearing through her shattered soundbox, she gives herself to me, her Whitney Young horny grandson.

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

'' Oh screw, nan ! '' I roar above my her, as I feel my nuts tighten and then burst. rightfield or wrong, I know no one made me cum like this. My unanimous organic structure vibrates as I can actually feel my hot cream as it speeds down my shaft and erupts from the tip of my cock and buries inside Grandma.

Grandma feels her mind almost clean as my sperm washes her pussy walls then shoots deep into her belly. `` Yes ... yes ... yes. '' she chants as her body erupts again. Her lust hazed mind not even able to enumerate the orgasms as they blended together. Not even in her wilder solar day of gamy school day had a man made her consistence respond this way. It is like an addiction, a craving she has to execute to make it. The fact it is her own grandson driving her to these stature, only makes it red-hot for her.

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

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

gran 's middle drift undetermined, and she stares up into my face. She can see the expression of guilt that is written there, and yet look out the lustfulness still burning behind my oculus. She knows it is time we did 'talk .'

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

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

I gave a half smile as I look up at my sexy nan. My hands are resting lightly on her business firm smooth thigh, `` You 're fucking tight granny. ''

Grandma rocks her eubstance, starting a behind and careful motion. She can finger my hammer slide about halfway out of her pussy before she let her body drift back down on me. My thickness is scraping her bulwark with my veins as pleasure ripples through her.

'' Your girlfriend's pissed too is n't she '' nan grunt as she drives down onto me.

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

Grandma bends forward until her face is closing curtain with mine, eyes locked. The auditory sensation of her ass slowly smacking against my politic thighs fills the room.

'' How many sentence Rebel ? '' she asks softly. She sees the looking at in my boldness. `` That 's decent ; tell me, how many times you have fucked your girlfriend in the last three weeks. ``

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

gran tightened her muscleman making the walls of her cunt grip me even tighter and then slowly drags her tightness up my wax length. She feels me shiver under her as her vise-like twat clutch my dick. She knows I can feel every inch sliding out of her as she rises up.

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

'' Oh dogshit, maybe twice '' I grunt under her. This sentence she is the aggressor, and what she is doing to my consistence is driving me insane.

'' Twice '' grandma smirks above me. `` I 've fucked your Grandpa and Chester's brains out ten metre each in the go three calendar week. '' She grunts. `` to a greater extent than they've had in the last three month ; and, they both say it's the hot sex they have ever had. ``

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

'' Your Grandpa was lucky to get every two weeks before, '' she admits softly. `` He says I am having my arcsecond pubescence and he loves it. ``

'' See Rebel '' Grandma moan as she feels my full length private road up into her. `` We ca n't hold on. For one, we NEED this, and we both fucking know it. second base, it 's the substantially damn thing to materialize to BOTH of us. ``

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

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

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

'' Oh my God granny, oh sweet Jesus '' I lay my forefront back as my eyes start to roll upward.

'' That 's it Johnnydy '' grandma hisses in my ear. `` Cum in your granny again, fill my snatch with your seed. ``

'' Cummminnnnnggggggggg '' I roar as my second cargo of the afternoon jet out to flood nanna's drenched slit. First one, and then a second-thick rope pumps up into her uncoerced body as she rides me. She now has total control of my consistency as I feel himself empty my balls up into her clenching heat.

'' Oh shit yes '' nanna gasps. `` I can sense you cumming in me. ``

I ca n't even resolve as my body thrashes under hers, forcing grandma to dig her nails into my back just to hold on. Grandma threw her head back and hung her oral cavity subject as her belly gives a pitch, 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 take in in wonder as my nan convulses on top of me, her nab digging into my back, as her twat walls spasms around my cock. I can feel her hot juice literally squirt out of her to continue my balls and drip down my sides as she floods me with her own desire.

Exhausted and sated, Grandma collapses down onto my physical structure, as my coat of arms 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 give up breathing.

nan lay gasping on top of me. Only knowing that she is damned if she is going to give up the raging sex, she has ever had in her life. Grandson or not, the only affair she cares about is the cock slowly softening inside her, and the hot come leaking out of her fulfil pussycat.

As I held my Grandma closing, I wonder where things are going. The strait of her labored breathing filling my ears. As we both catch our breath, I ask,"How can we continue to do this after grandfather comes back from the convening ?"

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