She’d put on a knee length nightdress, sheer and black, her breasts clearly visible. She kissed the small of my back, licked it. Her hands ran softl...y over my buttocks, over my thighs and up, up over my back in a gentle caress. The firelight flickered, illuminating my face. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see myself at this moment. Shame? Damned if I know. ‘Open your eyes.’ I watched as she placed a black stocking around my neck and pulled it tight. Not so tight as to throttle me but tight. For the next few minutes Grandma Honey rode my cock happily, and moaned and groaned through out the whole time, then as she got tired she lowered herself on me, and I felt her big soft tits squash against my chest, before I began pushing up into her, and now were fucking together.As we fucked like this I reached around and took hold of her big soft arse cheeks and gave them a squeeze loving the feeling of them in my hands, before I began using them to pull her harder down onto me."Oh fuck! oh. The alarm woke him at 10:00 the next morning as was his custom since retiring after twenty-six years in the Navy. His one promise to himself had been, no more getting up early to head to the ship. He’d spent too many years doing that and now he was finally free to give into his ‘night owl’ being, going to bed late and rising late. Groggily he peered into the bathroom mirror as he lathered his face. His facial features betrayed his Finnish origins with the high cheek bones and slight oriental. I reached down and undid my flies and pulled my noticeable hard cock from my trousers. Charlotte began stroking me, groaning as she did. She leaned across my lap and took my cock in her mouth. Lifting her head up, she spoke. “Wank into my mouth,” she told me. I held her head down with one hand and masturbated my cock with the other. It is no word of a lie when I say that I lasted literally seconds before I shot my load into Charlotte’s mouth. My cock pulsated with each spasm and I thought I was.