I wriggled my ass as best as I could against his pounding, grunting and snorting like a crazy sow. XXX I felt my knees getting sore, beginning to bruise due to lack of me being on them for so long. I began to think that it wasn’t that easy to keep from stepping over the line of flirtation. I sometimes wonder if this started because of the presence of my grandson who is nearly always shirtless in the house and not averse to sometimes wandering about in his underwear, and he seems to always have a semi hardon. I marveled at his big black cock with its glistening head and puffed veins. No panties! “As for me, I like old or aged things, I find them more interesting, capable of delivering much more pleasure than the new or young” he looked me deeply in the eyes.
