I figured that the best thing to do was to go home, head to the basement that I had converted to my personal abode, take a shower, slip one of my porn...o videos in the machine and beat my meat before I went to bed.As expected, my sister wasn’t home, the house was in darkness and mom had apparently retired for the night.“Perfect…” I thought to myself. “No one to disturb me from my pleasures.”After taking a nice, warm shower and with a towel wrapped around my waist, I sifted through the collection. The feelings Peter was creating from below were taking over once again and Patricia knew she would have to surrender herself to them. He felt her body tighten as she trembled again and let out a loud low moan. He held her for a moment as she calmed down and they shared a kiss before he smiled at her. “Go and get a shower, and dress in the items I have left in there for you.” He grinned. “I have some business to attend to.”She smiled dutifully and skipped to the bathroom.The water stopped. He remembered this was a very popular slip in his mom's day, and can remember a couple of his teachers wearing this style as well. He had enjoyed the caress of his mom's often, and was remembering that when she spoke. "I'll be right back. Go ahead and look at anything you like. Enjoy yourself," she said with a mocking tone. With a quick look back around the door, she added, "Oh, if that lump in your trousers is uncomfortable, then go ahead and strip. You will in a few minutes anyway." . We talked through the night about my problems and both of them consoled me and made me feel much better just the way perfect grandparents should. A day or two went by without much excitement. On Thursday night I got up to go to the bathroom and as I walked by my grandparents room and heard funny noises coming from their room. The door was slightly cracked and I could just see inside grandpa was on top of grandma at the edge of the bed. She was on her back with her feet in the air. Grandpa’s.