. You just want to get in my panties... No, they're on the porch can't hear me. I'll tell them you called, bye”. She laughed seeing the boys faces. ...“GrandDoll, has dad had sex with you”? Glenda covered her face saying, “Truth! A few times”. “So why don't you marry him”? She replied “Truth! Boys, Ill be 60 soon, that's old! Russ is barely 45, he should have a young woman”. “But we loved you before the sex? We know he loves you too! He comes home to us, but he “has” to see you”! Glenda smiled as. Finally, I was nude and my 9 inch dick was fully erect. She said Damn! and starting massaging it in her hands. Her hands felt so warm and soft. I was wondering what she was going to do next. She pushed me down on the bench and slowly dropped to her knees. With soft spoken words, she said I cant help it! and slammed my dick into her moist mouth. MMMM, I said as she went up and down on my thick brown juicy dick. I started to grab her by the hair and thrust her head up and down on my dick like. For the next 2 years our chats were strictly computer-related. She eventually told me that she worked from 4pm to 3am four days a week so we would usually "schedule" our chats to happen on most afternoons after she had gotten up but before she had to start getting ready for work. Occasionally on one of her days off I would catch her online or in the morning if she had stayed up after working the night before. From time to time she would sign on and say "hi" while I was in the middle of a. In and out movements, then another finger. Sliding back in my seat, my head against the headrest, eyes closed, I concentrated on the moment and what was happening. The warmth crept up my body and nothing else in this world mattered to me, except my orgasm. My breathing matched the lifting and humping motions of my ass while my feet pushed into the floorboard with every lift. I used my fingers greedily to pleasure myself. In my mind, they were not my fingers, they were 'his cock!' In and out, in.