It has been, oh, I don't know, how many hundreds of years since we met last? I see you've brought some of your children with you. If you want, I will ...let them leave now. This is between us, and I really do hate to kill children. Especially ones as pretty as these. On second thought, let them stay. I will really enjoy them after I've dispensed with you." He gave an evil little laugh."Bandor, must we go through this nonsense again?" I sighed in exasperation. "How many times have you tried to kill. “There you go, love. It’s much better when someone else does it for you, isn’t it?” I realised I was nodding. “Just drop your jeans again and sit on the bed.” I did as I was told, and she sat beside me, beaming up at me as she began masturbating me rapidly. I stared at her tits as they jiggled and bounced beneath my gaze. Before long, my cock began throbbing. I leaned back and groaned. Aunt May’s hand worked even faster, and suddenly I was cumming. I shot several spurts of cum. ’ ‘Where did he touch you?’ ‘He lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties’ ‘Did you resist?’ “No. I lifted my bottom to help him slide them off.’ ‘Were you wet?’ ‘God yes!’ ‘What did you do?’ ‘I spread my thighs for him…’ “What did he do?” “He thrust himself deep into me… he was so big it hurt!” My chest ached, I was so turned on and to be honest, I’m sure Claire was too. I could hear her moaning as she touched herself before eventually things reached a happy ending for. Grammy had a sleeveless blouse on and a pair of shorts. I kept walking over to her and catching an opportunity here and there to look down and see her nice big tits in their lacy white bra. The cups were satin, I know now. Then I just thought they were really neat and shiny. And when she would bend over and her shorts would show off her long legs that still had a really nice shape to them… well I even remember telling her she looked really pretty and asking if she ever thought about marrying.