Grandmother woke up and smiled at her granddaughter.“Hi sweetie, granny is really hungry. Open up your legs and let grandmother taste your tangy pu...ssy.”“Morning grandma. Aren’t you tired?”“Nope. I can smell your pussy and want more. Open those sexy legs. Grandpa will want to make love to you when he wakes up. We must get you creamed up for his big cock.”“Okay.”Susie opened her legs and her grandmother moved down to the floor and pulled Susan to the edge of the bed. She kissed her legs. They flirted and teased and held out unspoken promises. If things got serious, they let him feel their breasts through their clothes, but hands rarely strayed below the waist. No one taught them how to tease a man yet hold him at bay. It was instinctive.Cotton's hands knew Lucy Jane's breasts. His mouth knew hers and the soft, white heat of her neck. And he knew there was a time or two or three as they petted in the front seat of his father's pickup on a dark and lonely country road that Lucy. When my cock came out, a river of cum flowed out and pooled on the couch under Rachel's pussy. Rachel turned her head to the side and closed her eyes. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. I went back into the living room. Rachel wasn't there, but she came back in about five minutes later. There was a large wet spot on the couch where my cum and Rachel's juices pooled. Rachel had a damp cloth and scrubbed the spot, removing most of the fluids. Then she turned the cushion over and sat. “But I don’t have a nightgown or anything,” she said sheepishly, making Emma laugh.“Don’t worry about it, Sweetie,” she said, putting her arms around the younger girl. “We’ll take care of you.”She blushed, but nodded. We filtered through the room, talking to everyone, but the crowd was starting to thin out.I got a chance to talk to Hector again before his parents made him say goodbye and he promised he wouldn’t blame himself for what happened any more. His mother looked grateful and I smiled.