I guess it's another reason why I knew I loved her. Abstaining wasn't a word I was used to.When I got off work one Friday night I went home and undres...sed down to my white briefs. I had sat down on the couch where I slept about half the time, when there was a knock on the door. I opened it just a little and there stood Kimmy."Kimmy, are you alright? What are you doing here? Come on in." I forgot all I had on was my briefs but I didn't care.It was midnight and she has never been to my apartment.. He obviously wasn't finished with me, and I wouldn’t have expected any less. He kissed down my neck and sucked my tits again, then licked down my stomach. He was gaining control again, and showed it as he grabbed my legs and pulled them apart, exposing my wet pussy to him. He ran a finger over my opening, over my clit, getting the finger coated in my juice, then licking it clean.The second time he did it he offered the finger to me. I greedily sucked on his digit. He then bent down and started. Lund disappeared inside the Boor. She was looking interestingly, how the Lund was entering in her Boor. After it went fully in, she looked at me and smiled, as if, in trump.She put her hands behind my neck, raised her mouth up and put it on my mouth. I put my hands encircling her waist and drew her closer. She locked her legs around my waist. Lund was fully in. She started moving her hips back and forth, thus stroking the Lund with her Boor. It made me wild. I made some forceful thrusts-causing. This started to turn me on a little. I took every chance I had to glance at her body as she got up and down from her lounge chair. I shouldn’t feel like this, I told myself. I was her grandson. A little about me. My name is Greg and I stand about 5’ 11” with a pretty solid physique. I have jet-black hair like my Mon and green eyes like my Nan. I kept fairly fit with gym workouts at the University and I was pretty well versed in the anatomy of ladies. I’d had a few relationships but wasn’t.