'I don't think so,' she said. 'Not yet anyway.'Her hand slowly wandered down.'Nice,' she said, gleefully watching Jemma's sex perking up.Hope's finger...s traced the small strip of pubic hair, before looking down at her own. It looked much less kempt by comparison.'Have got someone that shaves your pussy?' she asked.'Course I do. My nurse. She shaves me all over. Bathes me too.''Huh,' Hope let the idea sink in. 'You're going to make me jealous,' she laughed.'She's fifty-seven though,' Jemma said,. Her face, body and mind seemed to travel way farther.I drove through race course and then the happiest things started. She put her hand on my thighs when talking about my uncle and scolding him that he’s got multiple affairs and not spending time with the family. But neither my uncle nor the affairs I was interested in as I was looking at her palm which was trying to reach something.I stopped the car and hold her hands and started looking into her eyes. I was totally deaf to every word she. She looked like a woman in her 60's. Her cunt was full of hair and her boobs hung down a bit. But she was my grandma and she was beautiful to ke. I smiled at her and layed down with my head in her lap. I remember I could smell her pussy and it smelled good. She put her hand on my shoulder and started to rub it up and down my body.We watched the movie for a while and I switch over and layed on my back. Grandma continued to rub her hand across my chest and down across my stomach. I really. ”Nod.“What’s the most sexual thing you’d do with Mom?”“I’d fuck her in the ass with a huge strap-on,” Lucy replied without hesitation.Wow. Apparently she’d thought this through. Before I could reply, she continued.“I’d tie her up and fill all her holes. I’d film her being completely subjugated. If you told me to, I’d share it with the world.”“That’s enough,” I said. I had no idea where any of that had come from.It always surprised me when Lucy’s imagination was, somehow, even darker than my.