My grannie, hazel La smithy was a farm lady friend who grew up in New Madrid County, a modest land community in the southeast Missouri bootheel. The home farm was just over 2000 acres of choice fecund nation bordering the banks of the Mississippi River River. The property was flat and easy to plow. Each harvest was best than the previous. Great Grandpa La Forge had been offered over $ 1500 per acre back in the 1800s, but he wouldn't deal one acre. It had been in the La forge family since before Missouri became a state. In fact, Great-Great Grandpa La smithy had been a sea captain with the view party of Col. George Daniel Morgan, when he established New Madrid, Missouri in 1789. He was allowed to lay call to the farmland as defrayment for his service to Col. Morgan's sashay. The farm has been passed down through the family multiplication after contemporaries. When a La Forge child married, that child and their partner received two acres of land to build up a home. They would stay to live on the property and plowshare in the profit of the farm. At show, 34 crime syndicate descending from Great-Great Grandpa La Forge live on the Din Land and work on the farm.

grandma hazel tree had four siblings ; all boys. She was the third child and the sole female of the five tyke. Saint Thomas was the honest-to-god child followed by, George, then Grandma hazel tree, later Earl and Bruno Walter, the untested boy. Her chum were very protective of her and chased off any young man that didn't meet the high monetary standard they had set for her.

Grandma hazel worked the farm right wing alongside her brothers and was considered by most as being a elusive, but beautiful fille. She could thrash a Basle of hay just as well as any of her brothers. Her body grew strong and business firm. At age seventeen she was the serious liked and probably the best-looking girl in the mellow shoal. She was average out height and weight. She was friendly, creative and industrious, but could also be very egotistical and a bit mean.

When she was in luxuriously school, she had sandy blond tomentum, a fair skin color, sparkling blue eyes, long slender legs, a house round of drinks ass and tits that any man-about-town Bunny would die for. She always wore her hair in a ponytail to proceed it out of the way when she worked around grow machinery. Any early fourth dimension her hair flowed down over her shoulder joint. Physically, gran Hazel is still in pretty good shape. Her nipple 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, gray hair due to old age and stock blue eyes.

Shortly after Hazel's 18th birthday, she began to engagement a local boy by the name of Andrew Winston. hazel tree 's blood brother gave him a tough fourth dimension at first, but after they had dated for respective month, her crony Saint George started talking up a matrimony between Hazel and Andrew Winston. Everyone thought George had lost his nous. Hazel and Saint Andrew hadn't known each other long enough to mull marriage. However, George was insistent that they are allowed to marry and also be given a incision of Edwin Herbert Land to progress a home. Andrew was a faint man and didn't express mail himself one way or the early about the proposed marriage. He just kind of went along with the menstruation. He was probably afraid of grannie's brothers.

Within a month Saint Andrew and Hazel were married, and within the come eight months she delivered a healthy child boy. Saint Andrew bragged about his new son, but it was rumored that hazel tree's brother George was probably the tiddler's true father. Hazel and Andrew went on to have three Thomas More baby ; one girlfriend and two to a greater extent male child. My Dad was one of those boys.

My public figure is Johnny, and I spend most 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 sept yields to her leading. She runs everything, and no one challenges her authority. The farm turns a Brobdingnagian net income every year under grannie 's leaders and the whole family delights in getting their ploughshare. The employment is, but it does admiration for my durability and weighting. I have learned to handle a Basel of hay just as well as any of the former farmhands.

My favorite farmhand to work with is Chester Johnson. He is a twenty-eight-year-old Negroid man who is working summer to pay his alumnus school tuition. He is working towards a Masters of Agricultural Economics. He has an undergrad level in business studies. He is hopeful and considerate, but can also be very stealthy and a bit devious.

He is an old time Christian who defines himself as sexually square. Physically, Bob is in pretty good shape. He is tall with dark skin, inglorious hair and dark brown eyes. Chester grew up in a middle-class black neck of the woods. 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 toilsome doer I have ever known. He has taught me many thing about running a farm for profit.

Our mornings always start around five o'clock. Chester arrives at five, and Grandma serves a large state breakfast fill in with eggs, bacon or sausage, cooky or toast, and Milk River godsend or backbone. gran believes everyone who works a farm should set forth their workday with a hearty breakfast. What one of her favorites says is ; `` Eat breakfast like a Rex, dejeuner 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 sure all fences are integral, tend to livestock, and some plowing during planting season. I usually start in the barn while Chester helps nanna with sorting invoices and paying bills. His college point in patronage study is why Grandma lets him serve her with the paperwork.

One first light I forgot my 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 vertebral column door into the kitchen, I observe Grandma laying on the breakfast table with her bathrobe open and no wearing apparel under her robe.

Chester is standing between her legs. His gasp are around his ankles, and his big black rooster is slowly moving in and out of nanna 's twat. They did n't hear me take back to the home, so I stood frozen in place as I watch. She seems almost spellbound by his big black cock. Her wooden leg are around his shank, and her heels are hooked around the back of his second joint pulling his dick back in every sentence he eases it out to the sharpness of her pussy. His hammer looks like it is at least a foot long and she is absorbing it all in her pussy. Her pert chest are on presentation, her nipples 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 flavour she is drawing through his hardness are just incredible. He is looking down at her thin second joint parted for him, at her graying pubic haircloth, and at her pussy that is instinctively squeezing and then releasing on his concentrated shaft.

He keeps up a becalm rhythmic humping and somehow does n't explode right away. It is a miracle he doesn't climax immediately considering the sensory overload Grandma is putting him through. I can tell apart 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 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 nipples as he moves his cock in and out. She is rolling her intemperate nipples in her fingertips and looking into his eyes as she milks his thick black shaft with her pie-eyed pussy. I stand transfix watching her biting her lip, and both of them moaning melodiously. He casually reaches up to adjoin her breasts himself, and as the speech rhythm between them intensifies, she pulls him down to buss his oral cavity before whispering into his ear : `` You feel incredible inside me, Chester. Keep fucking me until I faint again. ``

Her words almost make him erupt inside her, but somehow, he manages to take hold on long. But now it seems that she ca n't keep onto to her own sexual climax. Chester seems to accredit the sign of the zodiac of her approaching climax, and soon enough she is getting there. Locked together with Chester on top, the two of them seem to be trying to bear on themselves together, to reach as much tangency as is humanly possible. Their lips are pressed together, her breasts squashed against his bureau and as he grinds his cock into her, he places his custody on her smooth keister to pull himself as far into her as potential to maximize the sensations of his cock moving inside her exquisite pussy.

Grandma is shaking and almost war cry by the metre she hit the superlative of her climax, and if she is feeling anything like the superstar I am feeling, I can empathise why. I am almost to the power point of Cumming in my own pants. As she yelps and chill, her vagina tightens around his shiny ray of light, and his climax is brewing at the very floor of his cock. A few bit later he lets himself go, allowing his sperm cell to erupt forth inside her. His hot cum is bursting Forth to spurt into gran's eagre snatch. She is hyperventilating and squealing with delight.

Just as Grandma is coming down from her orgasm, she locks eyes with me. She looks stunned at inaugural, then panic-stricken, and possibly embarrassed. I back out the door 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 barn he never mentions it nor does he act as though he knows I saw them. My grandma either did n't recount him, or he is a damn salutary actor.

That dark at dinner nanna does n't say a intelligence about the incident. She does, however, glance at my crotch various clip when she thinks I am not looking. I try to fight the urge, but I get an erection that throbs uncontrollably in my drawers. I start looking at grandmother in a whole dissimilar lightness. I had never viewed her as anything early than grandma, but I now I see her as an older woman that loves the feel of a hard putz in her twat. I try to erase the memory of her pull Chester's shaft into her hot pussy with her dog locked behind his thigh. What's worse is that the motion picture keeps changing and I am seeing ME slamming MY cock into her while she screams with pleasure. I have to let off my ego from the mesa and go to my way where I masturbate to the most fantastic sexual climax I have ever had. I shower then fall fast to sleep. I wake up several times during the night and sea dog off to the imaginativeness of Grandma and me doing things a grandma and Grandson should never do.

For the adjacent two week, I find myself looking lustfully at nanna every sentence I think she isn't aware of my gawking. However, she always catches me. Sometimes she will smile, and other multiplication she will wink at me. A dyad of sunup she's leaned toward me in such a way I get a glimpse of her bare knocker when her robe falls afford. She pretends not to notice me eyeballing, but I think she is counting on me to look.

Sunday sunrise when everyone is at church and Grandma 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 terrace with my coffee, but she asks me to stay and keep her company. I take a seat at the kitchen table where I had observed her enjoying Chester 's prick that morning three workweek ago. I sit quietly and admire the roundness of her unwaveringly 58-year-old tush. She is wearing inglorious Pilates gasp that hug all the curves of her business firm ass. I slip away into a castle in the air which has me lowering those pants and sliding my hard tool between her well-defined thighs.

She abruptly shakes me out of my castle in Spain when she says,"What do you rule so fascinating about my ass, Reb ?"

"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 embarrassed for getting caught looking at her organic structure or if I was embarrassed at the erotic thoughts I was having about her. I had no mind grannie knew what I was thinking. I had been so careful not to stare at her teat and sexy ass while I thought these incestuous things about her.

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

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

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

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

"grannie, it's against the law to do the thing with a rakehell relative that I think about doing with you. It 's wrong, and I should n't be thinking affair like that about you. ''

"It's okay, Rebel. I have been having the Saame cerebration 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 know I will construct myself available."

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

"Don't you worry about Grandpa. He gets all the sex he can handle from me. I'm the one who can't seem to get enough sex to gather my needs. Ever since my maiden time in the barn with one of my brothers, I knew I couldn't live without a hard cock in my pussy every day. Look at it this way, you would be helping Grandpa out by reducing my requirement on him."

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

'' grandad is going to the Regional Farmer 's rule in St. Joe Louis tomorrow, and he will be gone for the unharmed week. Just knock on my sleeping room threshold any dark this week, and we will lecture about it and see how it goes. I won't put any air pressure on you. If you decide not to do it, I will empathise. ''

I knocked softly on Grandma's bedroom door and waited, then quietly stepped inside the room as she opened the door. Stepping inside my center adjusted to the half-light of the low bedside lamp. When I saw my nan hazelnut tree standing by the foot of the orotund male monarch bed my cock twitched. This time she was dressed entirely dissimilar from before. Gone was the bathrobe, in its billet was an almost sheer soft blue sky slip that accentuated her every curve. It ended right at the curvature of her ass impudence as she turned to present me. My eyes immediately dropped to the dark areoles that were clearly evident through the thin cloth.

'' Jesus '' I whispered as my eyes 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 profligate in my organic structure rush to my groin, while the grounds of my luxuria grows stiffer in my slack water by the second.

For the last three weeks, I had been fighting off her prelude. There was something about being near her that brings out a cardinal penury 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 small board, picking up a methamphetamine of Kentucky Bourbon dynasty, then turned and handed it to me. My eyes had been locked to the curve of her ass through the slenderize 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 vocalisation is parched and tight as I speak. I take a drinkable of the bourbon, letting the liquid burn down my pharynx to warm my nervous belly.

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

grandmother sighs as she takes my now half empty glass, and turns to set it on the belittled tabular array again, she stares at the glass and then slowly takes a draught of the potent liquid, grimacing as it slides down her throat.

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

When nanna turns back, she finds me sitting on the edge 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 hundred reasons not to do as she is asking ; the vision of this almost naked char standing only a foundation in front of him, made all those reasons minor. Even in the half-light of her bedroom, I can see through the thin fabric of her lingerie as her hard teat straining to be free.

My eyes drift down her torso, watching her chest rise and crepuscle with her increase breathing. My middle can see through the thin gamey cloth of her shift, to her already swollen and damp twat lips.

I undo the push button on my shirt and slowly skid the cloth free of my chest. I see Grandma 's eyes travel over my chest of drawers, hungry and necessitous. `` gran, '' I say softly. `` You know this is n't right. ``

'' I 'm cognisant, '' she tells me, as she takes my shirt and places it onto the electric chair. When she turns back, she locks eyes with me and ill-use up until her knees almost touched mine.

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

'' granny ... '' I try to protest.

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

Even as I raise my ass from the bed and begin to undo and slip my pants down, I try to argue even though it has gone nowhere. As the cloth slips over my articulatio coxae and down my pegleg, my throbbing rooster standpoint straight from my groin, mum evidence of the effect she is having on me no matter what my logical brain try to think.

granny drops to her articulatio genus as her manpower roughly tug the legs of my jeans free along with my boxers. Then, shuffling forward, she slips between my spread legs. Her hired hand reaches out and roll around my throbbing cock.

'' I know what we agreed to Johnny Reb, '' she tells me. `` God such a beautiful hammer '' she whispers, as her paw slowly strokes up and down my duration.

I could only look down and watch in daze silence. Three calendar week ago, she had been my Henry Sweet, lovable Grandma, now she has turned into a turncock 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 cuts me off. `` It 's sucking. '' granny's open sassing descends on my throbbing turncock before I could even guess to go my hands to stop her.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhh '' I moan, as her hot mouth envelope me. My hips automatically come off the bed, driving Sir Thomas More of my length into my grannie's hungry backtalk. Along with the wet slurping, I can take heed her softly gag as my swollen head hit the back of her throat.

'' Mmmmmmmmmm '' grandmother hums, sending a cushion wave into my balls.

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

I watch as my grannie's chief bobs up and down on me. Obscene sucking fills the room as her spit runs down my shaft. It is the most delightful view of my liveliness, my own Grandma sucking my cock ; it makes my musket ball start to tighten whether I want them to or not.

`` Oh, son of a bitch '' I grunt. `` Gon na cum, Grandma…fuck yes. ``

Just that quick, Grandma pulls her mouth unfreeze of my slick tool. She keeps her script running smoothly up and down my wet scape as she leaps to her feet in front of me.

Grandma footstep closer, straddling my knee joint. Her breast now only inches from my face. I can reek her perfume and the odour of her sex in the air, without even looking I knew she was wet. I tried desperately to see her face, but the hunger in my eyes made me drop my gaze, only to suffer my imagination consumed by the swell of her rising and falling bureau. I can see her nipples, like two small pebbles, straining at the low cloth of her teddy.

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

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

'' nanna '' I gasp, as I feel her knee joint begin to flex along the outer part of my thigh. She slowly nstarts to lower herself closer to me, until I can experience her heat is over the engorged head of my cock.

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

I groan, feeling her Lodge my hard cock between her swollen, wet lips. She hovers above my throbbing cock, perched above me. I can sense warm droplets of her fervour dripping down my shaft.

'' It 's elementary Johnny '' Grandma rustle in my ear. `` Before, I just planned to twit you. I wanted to see how ruttish I could do you and then just let you suffer ”. She flexes her knees more, and with a lewd sucking sound, pulls my tool inside her hungry pussy.

'' Now, I want you to have it off me. '' The finis word came out as a small groan, as my Grandma slid down my hearty light beam. `` Oh fuckkkk, '' she hoarsely moan, feeling that rattling comprehensiveness filling her belly.

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

'' prick '' Grandma gasps. `` So, fucking thoroughly. '' Her arms wrap around my neck as she slowly ascension and falls on my lap. Her eyes glaze as she feels her belly heating up. `` That 's it, Johnny '' she gasps. `` screw your Grandma like the slut she is. ``

grandmother tightens her clutches around my neck as she begins to ride my lap. She pulls my nerve into her heaving knocker and flavour my mouthpiece open, and suck one aching nipple in. Wet slapping fills the room as Grandma 's ass strikes my thighs every time she drives down. She can feel that sensation of voluminousness in her venter that only her grandson could do to her.

'' Suck my tits Johnny '' grannie whisper hoarsely in my ear. She shudders as my tooth gently graze her nipples.

'' Fuck yessssssss '' Grandma growling as she grounds her pelvis into me. `` pack me, use me. Make me your slut '', she urges me.

Something in me finally snaps, I reach around and fascinate her firm ass brass as I rise off the bed. Startled, gran wraps her stage around my waist as I stand up, her grip tightens around my cervix. Her eye grow full as her eubstance hangs there, suspended on my thickly cock.

'' Oh God ... oh fucking ... '' grandmother moans as she feels my arm lift her torso up, then slither her back down. I am impaling her on my hard cock again and again like a helpless ragdoll. She can palpate the walls of her twat tightening as she grows closer to an orgasm with every rough stroke of my rooster. `` You've looked at me for hebdomad with lust in your centre, Rebel '' her voice hot in my ear. `` Now ... fuck me. relieve oneself me cum like the slut I've always been. ``

I could feel her hot juices flowing out of her, soaking my bollock and then dripping down the tornado 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 gain the ride worth the penalty. I slowly turn until I face the expectant bed, moving until my genu bump the edge of the bed. Like a tipping Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, I let both our bodies fall over towards the bed behind my Grandma.

gran 's eyes originate wider as she feels us start to shine, she does n't know what I am doing, and a prompt sensation of panic ripples through her body, and then her backrest hits the quilt of the bed. As the bed stops her backward motion, Grandma feels the total weight of her grandson literally slams down onto her body, driving her into the mattress. Her breasts crush against my bare chest, as her tit chip along my tegument. The motion private road my shaft deeper into her than she had ever felt before, my steel hard shaft driving so deep that the tumefy head of my putz jams tight into her cervix.

'' Aaawwwwwwww '' Grandma wails as her body erupts. It is like an insistent climax erupts in her belly as the shock from her cervix uteri ripples through her belly while her legs are splayed wide open, accepting her young virile grandson. Her middle roll back as a whiteness burst erupts in her head. `` 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 ointment gush 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 replication of primitive craving. Her eyes only show tweed as they roll back, and I can feel her nails drag down my face like claws.

'' You wanted me to lie with you '' I grunt. My rosehip pull back, only to bang down hard into her again and again. I watch her tit shake as her consistency bounces on the mattress.

I feel like some obsessed creature as my pelvic arch rise and fall, trying to push my shaft even deeper into her. I can hear my testis smacking against her slick consistence with every forceful thrusting. I realize, with a sick horse sense of perversion, I need this, want this. We have gone past not only having sex, but even dewy-eyed nookie 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 thick peter again and again. `` God fuck me punishing greyback '' she moans under me. `` get hold of me ... use me '' she babbles as her body races toward another orgasm.

I can palpate her heels drum against the bed as I pound my body down, watching her tits rock every sentence I slammed into her. Grandma is grunting and cursing with every stroke as I ravage her. I watch as a lowly trickle of her own expectoration running game from the corner of her mouthpiece and down her Kuki-Chin. If she wants her grandson to love her, then I am going to fuck her like never before.

grandma can find me picking up speed as I hammer into her wet kitty. She is stuttering and stammering and ca n't even organise words to describe what is happening to her organic structure as her own grandson takes her to intimate places she had never experienced. Her nails again rake down my incline as she tries to pull me even deeper into her wet hole. She is digging into the soft form of my ass face until she almost draws blood ; all her brain knows right now is she wants more than of me inside her.

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

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

Grandma 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 bedroom this even. She wanted and needed to be fucked like a uncivilised animal. I can finger her belly constrain and then flex with each wave as I assault her 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 Lucille Ball tightening as my cock begins to swell inside her.

'' Please, I want ... unnnnnngggggghhhhhhh '' granny rapidly devolves into whimper and oink as I drive myself so deep inside her, she can feel the headspring of my tool pressing through the opening of her cervix uteri. As her middle roll back again, her mind numbly wonders how I can be so deep as to screw her very womb. While another climax comes tearing through her shattered body, she gives herself to me, her young horny grandson.

'' Joo ... nnyyy ... nooky ... meeee '' grandmother grunts out between hammering virgule. `` Fill ... me ... with your cum…pleeeasseee. ``

'' Oh fuck, Grandma ! '' I roar above my her, as I feel my nuts tighten and then set off. Right or wrong, I know no one made me cum like this. My unit organic structure vibrates as I can actually feel my hot cream as it speeds down my shaft and erupts from the tip of my peter and buries inside Grandma.

grandmother feels her judgement almost blank as my sperm washes her twat wall then shoots deep into her belly. `` Yes ... yes ... yes. '' she chants as her body erupts again. Her lust hazed mind not even able to count the orgasm as they blended together. Not even in her wilder mean solar day of heights school had a man made her torso respond this way. It is like an addiction, a craving she has to fulfill to survive. The fact it is her own grandson driving her to these altitude, only makes it spicy for her.

'' Mmmmmmmmmmmm '' granny coos, as her body flavour that afterglow spreading through it. `` Oh my, God…Johnny can you bonk '' she whispers.

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

Grandma 's eyes drift clear, and she stares up into my face. She can see the flavour of guilt that is written there, and yet watch the lust still burning behind my eyes. She knows it is meter we did 'talk .'

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

As prescribe I roll my soundbox over, until I lay on my back on the rumpled bedsheets. nan ca n't dampen the sonant grunt as she settles onto my still hard shaft buried inside her. It stretches far up into her belly, and as she looks down at our conjoin bodies, she says, `` Jesus of Nazareth you 're thick inside me."

I gave a one-half grinning as I look up at my sexy grandmother. My paw are resting lightly on her firm smooth thighs, `` You 're fucking tight Grandma. ''

granny rocks her organic structure, starting a slow and deliberate gesture. She can feel my dick slide about halfway out of her pussy before she let her body wander back down on me. My thickness is scraping her walls with my nervure as joy ripples through her.

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

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

grandmother bends forward until her typeface is close up with mine, eyes locked. The sound of her ass slowly smacking against my smooth thighs fills the room.

'' How many meter Johnny ? '' she asks softly. She sees the aspect in my face. `` That 's right ; tell me, how many times you have fucked your girlfriend in the close three workweek. ``

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

Grandma tightened her muscles making the bulwark of her cunt grip me even soused and then slowly drags her tightness up my broad length. She feels me chill under her as her vise-like puss grips my cock. She knows I can feel every in sliding out of her as she rises up.

'' severalize me '' she growls ; then slams her soaking pussy down onto my raging tough cock.

'' Oh hoot, maybe twice '' I grunt under her. This prison term she is the assaulter, and what she is doing to my body is driving me insane.

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

I'm stunned at granny access. My bridge player reach around and grip her firm ass cheeks, as my hips thrust up to conform to her downward motion.

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

'' See Johnny '' grandmother groans as she feels my full length drive up into her. `` We ca n't blockade. For one, we NEED this, and we both fucking know it. Second, it 's the better goddamn thing to occur to BOTH of us. ``

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

'' Oh God Grandma '' I gasped. My peter throbbed bass inside her.

'' It 's OK Johnny '' she whispers. `` From now on, every metre I cum on grandpa's dick, I will be thinking of cumming on this shtup giant of yours ! '' I can experience her succus gushing out, knowing they are making a tricksy puddle under her ass on the bed.

'' Oh my God Grandma, oh Sweet Savior '' I lay my head back as my heart start to twine upward.

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

'' Cummminnnnnggggggggg '' I roar as my second load of the afternoon jets out to inundate grandmother's drenched pussy. First one, and then a second-thick rope pumps up into her volition trunk as she rides me. She now has sum command of my body as I feel himself hollow my balls up into her clenching heat.

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

I ca n't even answer as my consistency thrashes under hers, forcing nan to dig her nails into my back just to take hold on. nanna threw her question back and hung her mouth open as her belly gives a lurch, while the blistering Word of God I had ever heard pours out of her.

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

I can only learn in wonder as my grandmother convulses on top of me, her nail digging into my back, as her pussycat wall spasms around my cock. I can find her hot succus literally squirt out of her to continue my lump and drip down my sides as she floods me with her own desire.

Exhausted and sated, Grandma collapses down onto my body, as my weapon wrapping around her palpitation eubstance. I'm not sure how much the true there is in what she said, but I did know ; I could n't contribute this up any Thomas More than I can give up breathing.

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

As I held my Grandma close, I wonder where things are going. The audio of her labored breathing fills my pinna. As we both catch our breathing time, I ask,"How can we continue to do this after granddad comes back from the convention ?"

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