Liz said quietly with a pleading tone as she let her legs spread wide to invite Moira's continued erotic massage of her intimate flesh. Moira paused i...n a teasing way, her breath on Liz's pussy as she slowly diddled her fingers over Liz's wet lips, letting her tongue knife out finally with quick touches, each of which I could see in the reaction of Liz's body and her intake of short tense breaths of pleasure. Liz would lower her head to look impatiently at her lover as Moira started in earnest. " John Francis."That was it. They had last spoken at the funerals for two of their grandsons seven or eight years previous to the wedding. When the wedding was over, my grandfather stood aside as my Uncle Donald led my grandmother away from the church. Other than my mother, Annie, myself and one or two cousins of mine, no one spoke a single word to him at the reception either.I guess leaving a woman alone to care for ten of your children, all still living at home, to traipse off in search of. I just said, "No." She then told me about her Christmas and about how her younger, high school aged sister had embarrassed her by giving her a teddy. Then her older, married sister embarrassed her even more with a massage kit. The kit consisted of four different items. The first component was an electronic massager with five different detachable heads for different places on the body. The second piece was a small nine-inch bar with rubber spikes on it. The idea was for someone to roll this over. She would usually leave the room or just not pay any attention. But now, I guess her hormones had kicked in and she seemed to actually want to watch us. At first she would just sit there and watch us stroke our meat with our balls bouncing up and down. But later she would rub her pussy. She tried to sit so that we couldn't see what she was doing but it was pretty hard for her to hide it. And eventually she gave up trying disguise what she was doing and started openly rubbing her clit and.