I eased my finger out of her and lightened my oral stimulation to nothing. I heard a small sound, as if someone had taken a favorite toy from a child.... I moved up and kissed her. She returned the kiss by sucking my tongue into her mouth, treating my tongue like a cock. She licked all around my mouth. I was wet with her wonderful juice and she was like a mother cat cleaning a kitten. I pulled back and looked into her eyes which were now smoldering hazel embers. “You like to taste yourself, I take. ..”“But other girls my age...”“Yes.”“Have you ... have you ever fucked someone my age?” she asked, her tone softening, her eyes softer than before.“Only when I was a young man ... not in many decades...”“Grandma Jane...”“Yes ... when she was sixteen...”Peyton shifted her legs but didn’t close them. I looked back to notice that my granddaughter’s little pink nipples were once again hard.“So you like fucking girls my age, then...”“I do...”“But you haven’t in a long time ... so that explains the. My hands were softly touching his head. ‘Yes,’ I answered, saying everything with one little word. Yes, I wanted more. Yes, I loved every exquisite thing his mouth was doing to me. Yes, I wanted to feel his hands on me, touching me, teasing me. He undressed me — leaving a trail of kisses where there had been buttons — and laid me back against the steps. He kissed all the way down my right leg to the top of my foot and then all the way back up my left leg until he was hovering above my. When a girl visits a hotel, she is forced to register by law. That information is then sent to the police,” Luis explained.On the way back to the hotel, I asked Fritz about it. I told him about the underage problem.“Take a picture of her and the ID on your phone. That way you have proof she lied to you,” Fritz suggested.I should have thought of that. That was what I’d done when I dealt with the madam in Georgia who wanted to talk to me. Even if they stole my phone, the pictures would still be.