" Not good enough," I said as my plan formulated further in my mind. "You have to be punished for humiliating me," I said."Whhhhhhhhhat do u mean?" Ab...bey looked flabbergasted."You have to make it up to me," I said, "or I just leave right now and tell mom and Aunt Mary what happened!" Ok, ok, ok" she said cutting me off as I headed for the door, she closed the door and locked it. "What do you want from me?" she asked."Well' I said, "I know that you have had boy friends so I figure you must know. Now that Linda had given me such pleasure, I was not about to let her go without receiving the same type of pleasure from me. I pulled off her top exposing her firm breasts. Her nipples were very erect and for a woman her age there was very little sagging of her breasts. I then reached down and pulled off her pants and under ware. I then pusher her back unto the bed and spread her legs exposing very wet dripping vagina. I gazed and her wetness noting that her pubic hair was neatly trimmed. Now it was over. Like many of his contemporaries, he felt a great sense of restlessness; of something unfulfilled. He watched the peace process at Versailles with horror. The French were indulging in a petty sort of revanchism. Europe, the old Europe of certainties, had been stood on its head. Russia had dissolved in bloody revolution. The maps had been redrawn; entire new countries had sprung into uneasy existence. It boded nothing but trouble.Unknown to Peter, Bethan was thinking along. “That’s it, fuck me harder Bobby,” Linda groaned as she assured her grandson that he wasn’t hurting her, and then she said, “God this feels so good, do you like it honey?” “Yeah grandma, it feels really good… really tight,” Bobby groaned as he gripped her hips and began pounding her asshole harder and faster.“Oh gawd, fuck my ass baby, fuck grandma’s ass,” Linda wailed, hoping her neighbors couldn’t hear her screams of pleasure.Now that he knew he wasn’t hurting her, Bobby abandoned any regard.