“Oh Jesus fuck” Mrs Arnold exhaled. Impaled on our stiff fat cocks Mrs Arnold had no choice but to slide down so her groin and bum rested on our c...ock bases. She could no stop saying fuck fuck fuck, she trembled and covered my cock in slimy juice.Holding her by her thighs, we lifted her a little and then allowed her to slide back down, we got into an awkward rhythm, not the best idea to do it like this I thought, my back pushed into the kitchen sink, Brady slamming his cock into her shit hole. What secret did Gran have? ‘It’s a long story, and a sad one. Among other things, Mum lied about her age.’ ‘What?’ I said, sitting bolt upright. ‘She wasn’t eighty seven years old last June?’ ‘No,’ Barbara replied, ‘She was a year older than everyone thinks she is. It wasn’t vanity: Mum was a year older than Dad was, and it wasn’t considered proper in her day for a woman to marry an older man, so she docked a year to be the same age. But there was another reason. . .’ ******** Christmas 1917 in. I was at the pub with friends, enjoying a beer or two. We had attended the festival in the park and the day had been a scorcher. The air was finally starting to cool as day turned into night. The pub was quite crowded and we were sitting outside undercover, I was chatting to Tom, one of the boys I knew when I first noticed her. She was young, too young for me to be staring at but I couldn’t help myself. Long blond wavy hair with the face of an angel, the most gorgeous smile I had ever seen. Tom. After switching off the TV aunty took her saree from her body and threw in one corner and saw towards me and said that as I already saw her whole body so she is not feeling any ashamed in front of me and while saying this she removed her blouse and petticoat. Now she is standing in front of me in bra and panty and then she took her gown and wear it. my tool was rock hard and I am not able to hide my tent. Then aunty came on bed near me lied on it.After sometime aunty told me that she is having.
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