She stares at her big breasts for a couple of seconds then says, "Grandma, your boobs are awesome! Can I play with them for a little while? I want to ...see how they feel in my hands. Please grandma, let me play with them. Please."My mother tells her to go ahead, so Krissy reaches out with both hands and begins fondling them. After a few moments Krissy suddenly leans forward and begins sucking one of them while continuing to play with the other! I wait long enough until she has had time to give. How had it come to this?Her idle curiosity was just a passing fancy, the answer did not matter. She was happy, and comfortable, as if permanently held between worlds, the pleasant lassitude as one is about to claimed by sleep, or in those few, alert, seconds after waking, when the day seems bright and new, before one's problems flow into consciousness like a breaking wave.She had no problems now.As she drifted on light pleasure, she had no will to move a muscle, looking forward to the next time. I tried to turn and hold her but she gently pushed my arm away and slid on top of me, the weight of her on my chest squashing my breasts. My arm was released and I was able to hold Anya tight as our kissing became more passionate, it had not taken long for me to get excited and my legs parted as my pussy became hot wet and sticky, due to Anya’s beautiful kisses and caresses.Our bodies slowly gyrated against each other and we effortlessly positioned ourselves so that our thighs were rubbing. There was no special reason but I was a regular customer there only because, I had no class before 11:00 am and the college cafeteria was serving breakfast only till 10:00 am plus this diner had the most delicious pancakes other than this charming Natasha working there.I was happy that Natasha had accepted my invitation for a dinner date. We met at a bar not far away from a very nice Italian food place. We drank, we ate and ended up in her house where she lived alone as a tenant on the ground.