My cock throbbed deep inside her. "It's OK Johnny" she whispers. "From now on, every time I cum on Grandpa’s cock, I will be thinking of cumming on this fucking monster of yours!" I can feel her juices gushing out, knowing they are making a slick puddle under her ass on the bed. "Oh my God Grandma, oh sweet Jesus" I lay my head back as my eyes start to roll upward. "That's it Johnnydy" Grandma hisses in my ear. "Cum in your Grandma again, fill my cunt with your seed." "Cummminnnnnggggggggg" I roar as my second load of the afternoon jets out to flood Grandma’s drenched pussy. First one, and then a second-thick rope pumps up into her willing body as Tokyo she rides me. She now has total control of my body as I feel himself empty my balls up into her clenching heat. "Oh shit yes" Grandma gasps. "I can FEEL you cumming in me." I can't even answer 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 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" Grandma wails. "Cumming on my Johnnyy's cooooooooccckkkk." I can only watch in wonder as my Grandma convulses on top of me, her nails digging into my back, as her pussy walls spasms around my cock. I can feel her hot juices literally squirt out of her to cover my balls and drip down my sides as she floods me with her own desire. Exhausted and sated, Grandma collapses down onto my body, as my arms wrap around her trembling body. I’m not sure how much truth there is in what she said, but I did know; I couldn't give this up any more than I can give up breathing. Grandma 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 life. this 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 sound of her labored breathing fills my ears. As we both catch our breath, I ask, “How can we continue to do this after Grandpa 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 fuck my Grandson every day.” The first time I ever saw a vagina was, if I'm being honest, a little weird. For the better half of my life I hadn't even spoken to a girl that I wasn't related to, let alone kissed one or seen one naked, and even the thought of it sample had become less exciting than it was sort of terrifying. I grew up in a small town called Sadie Springs way out in rural country on a now rundown farm that my family got cheap once they abandoned it, and while I did like the privacy it got pretty lonely at times without any friends or neighbors for miles. Earlier in my life I had heard of the internet but it hadn't made its way clear out near me or even to my school, we were still learning by textbook and not very new ones at that, and by the japan time I was in high school I started hearing kids talk about city kids having internet on their phones. Most of us didn't really believe that, the idea of carrying around this internet thing with you wherever you went, but since nobody ever ventured this far out it wasn't like we could really disprove anything so it was a fun fantasy. The few friends I had and I fantasized a lot back in those days, about getting out of the dust and into the world where there was real some life. I grew up in a place so isolated and dull that you've probably already forget the name of it, so most of the time if any of us locals wanted something we had to just sort of pretend we had it; the internet, computers, video games, movies that weren't older than us, girls... especially girls, actually. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my ass-crack. I dance my way up her thigh toward my goal, but find that I am shunted with my efforts, as her hand now resting japan upon my hair. That job was Neville Oswald Green, he was executive director of Turnright and Green which had an annual turnover of something like six hundred million and as such Neville's main pad was an real eight bedroom faux Tudor mansion in Bray, Berks, about twenty five miles from London. It was to play a pivotal part in the story. In the darkness, Art heard the evil start to sputter trying to come up with an argument. James, I'm not trying to get you nervous, but you only trust her to a point. My balls smacked into her Tokyo clit. The next physical feelings were perverse to Jacob in the way he couldn’t describe. The work is still there, but the stress is not.” There was likely a hint of pride in my voice. Just help sample me up and this support me home.