And if she wasn't wearing a push-up then she wasn't wearing one at all. She had a tight little round ass that she would constantly flaunt in a tight p...air of jeans, and long slender legs. Everywhere she went she was stared at by men and women alike, all wanting to touch, suck and fuck her.When we were younger we had played together like brother and sister or close cousins. She was the drop dead gorgeous, fun loving aunty that everyone wishes they had. The last time I had seen her had been two. I found out that after she'd split up with her daughters father she hadn't bothered with men, that was fifty years ago.As we were drinking our coffee, I suddenly got an over whelming desire to want to fuck this chubby grandmother, as I had done with Nancy a few months previously. I suggested we go into the lounge to finish our coffee, and she agreed. We were sat on the sofa talking, when I put my arm around her shoulders, she didn't say anything so I let it linger there for a few minutes.She. He looked confident and sure of himself as he looked into my eyes. ‘The name’s Logan, darlin’. Logan McClure. I bought the ranch down the road and just moved in last week.’ ‘It’s very nice to meet you, Mr. McClure. I’d wondered if you were connected to the Carson place somehow. You sure have your work cut out for you there. It always looked so beautiful. I’ve never seen it from any closer than the road though.’ ‘Well, darlin’, I can get you an invite to see the place seeing as how I know the. Jamison, my English Lit teacher, lived only about four blocks from my house. Since we both needed to come in early and leave late we decided to carpool, but since there was no way I was going to be sent back to my old school and Mr. Jamison didn't want to get fired, that was all of it.---As I walked through the kitchen door. My mom asked, "How was school today, dear?" Great! For once I won't mind going to school." I replied."You had better go wash off your face before your dad gets home." she.