It was a large, deep, cast iron bath, fully six feet long. Perhaps we both wondered a little why the two old people we knew needed such a large bath; ...surely they didn’t share ... Another question that would never be answered. I suspect you had to be very, very close to your granny to ask if she shared a bath with your granddad. I put that out of my mind as a hand felt between my legs and started stroking me. I leant back and enjoyed a woman holding me and crawling up my body, more and more. As he slipped his hand between her hot, velvety thighs, Marilyn's hand moved. She clutched her son's hard cock tightly, feeling the power there. She mewled with delight and began moving her fist back and forth. She pulled the head of his cock against her flesh and felt the searing moisture his piss hole left.The only sound they made was heavy, hot breathing. Both were shaking with excited anticipation. Marilyn's cunt was pulsating hotly and wetly against her son's palm as he rubbed it, and she. "Oh I dunno what he's up to. But he always has blood on his shirt. I mean, that ain't a good sign, is it?"George took a deep breath and licked his lips. "Nah, I mean, where was he last night?" Annabel's eyes narrowed and he looked at her. "I went to your 'ouse, I wanted to see ya but Tony got into his car as I came up the road, like. And I got scared when I saw him."Annabel gulped and she rubbed her face. "Oh George. Ya can't come up to see me in Tony's house. He'll kill ya."George shook his. She was calmed almost immediately when all he did was put his arms around her and hug her to him. He kissed her hair, but that was all."You've grown," he commented, bouncing his knee. "You weigh as much as a full grown doe." Papa!" she chastised him, but she burrowed into his chest."I missed you," he whispered."I thought you hated me," she sighed, letting the fear leak out of her in steady waves."I could never hate you," he said. "I loved you. I thought I loved you too much. I was ashamed that.