Mr and Mrs Taylor who were retired and in their seventies often passed by, Daisy had noticed that Mr Taylor had started to visit her without his wife ...over the last week when Mrs Taylor was out shopping, she liked him and often joked that he could be her adopted grandfather. Daisy made some tea when Mr Taylor arrived one afternoon but this time Mr Taylor didn't drink his tea, he was pre occupied about something, he was staring straight down at Daisy's breasts, Daisy noticed and instead of. You stroke your hand around the back of my neck, your touch electric. As I kiss a trail up your throat to your ear your fingers tighten in response. I press my thigh gently against the bulge between your legs, and your body jerks in response. The skin tightens over your cheekbones and your eyes absorb the light as you look up at me. You fist your hand in my hair and bring my mouth back down to yours. I’m pushing you onto your back so you lie on the bed. I flatten my body on top of yours,. Mark came back in the kitchen just then.“That was all on me,” Mark said to Mom. “I didn’t like the way one of the guys was acting toward Steph and Bethany. He was out of line and I took care of it.”Mom’s expression thawed and she dropped her arms. “Mark, I don’t know how to thank you for taking care of the girls.”“You don’t need to,” he said as his cheeks pinked. “I was happy to help.”“That said, I’m afraid I’m gonna have to ask you to leave. Joe can see you at school, but he isn’t allowed to. Small cries at first but growing louder in volume as the hard penetrating object continues to increase its pace, building the tension within as it penetrates her. Her cries begin to fill the room, her motions jerking on her bed, her skin covered in sweat from the exertion as she feels the pleasure building within. As her pleasure continues to build, she begins to grasp at nearby objects, her sheets, the bedside, anything on her bedside table as she feels the pleasure increasing and she needs.