I asked her for real? She replied: "hun I love you but I have physical needs" "we must change our situation for the better as quickly as possible" I w...ould like to get your approval and support before I start an affair with a younger man , but nonetheless I will go through with it"I told her that I consider her suggestion on her behalf.She answered me that there is no consideration necessary, because she will no longer tolerate the miserable marital sex.I asked: "is there no option left?" she. I slowly pulled her down to sit on my lap as I run my hands up her back and massaging her shoulders. She turns her head and starts kissing me, telling me how hard I feel. I told her just wait your about to feel a lot more while I bite her neck. She rides all the way up stomach and slides down catching my cock with her camel toe. She has my rock hard cock bent all the way out pointing to my knees while sitting. She then rides me side-to-side, up-n-down and all round.I grab my cock through my. "You listen to me you fucking whore. I know you like to fuck and if you don't want to fuck me then I am going to hurt you. Maybe even kill you. So here's the rules. Fucking simple. I fuck you, you cooperate and fuck me back like a lover. I put my dick in your mouth and you suck it the best that you can. I DON'T want any begging or any bullshit that might lead me to think you don't want me to fuck you. You can be a passionate sex slave for me for the next few days and I promise I will let you go. That’s not fair to Mom. Maybe I loved her in a different way. I love Mom more than anyone else on the planet.I’d never seen my grandmother in anything other than street clothes, for the most part, and most boys don’t think of their grandmother as a “woman” in the first place, so I had no idea what to expect. She was wearing jeans, and a flowered silk blouse. She looked like those women in the Oil of Olay commercials, who are supposed to be in their forties and fifties, but look more like.