" I moved naked teen body more between my mothers mature legs, I felt my sexy mothers hands on my bottom, I felt her apply firm but gentle preshure om... my bottom causing my naked teen boy body to meet my mothers then I felt my teen boy cock at last meet my mothers mature wet sexy pussy,my young knob pressed up against the sex lips of my mums wet horny pussy, my mother exclaimed "Oh yes, hmmmmm, "oh yes I feel your very randy, now move against me, oh god yes that's it." my mother said, I then. But each time you had attempted to catch her eye, she had quickly looked away and resumed her conversation with the group. But the glances were more than you would have expected from someone totally disinterested, so maybe there was some hope. And the thought of those long legs wrapped around your back were starting to make you moist. You determined to throw caution to the winds - after all, the alternative was a solitary evening with a laptop and your middle finger to keep you entertained -. "Gramma fixed Lane in a stare. "And you, Mister Chesley." I guess I can be Mister Chesley, Judy." My teenage granddaughter. She loves you. What are your thoughts? I mean, besides the obvious fist-pumps and "I'm doin' a teenager" and thumping on your chest..." First, Judy, I seldom thump my chest for any reason. On most days my knuckles do not drag on the ground, and I communicate in words with more than two syllables. Second, this lady is a dream. She's smart, an excellent conversationalist, a. I settle back,frowning at the circular NO SMOKING sign on the window, and remove theleather jacket I'm wearing over my T-shirt just as the sun peeps out fromthe angry clouds to highlight the hundreds of freckles covering my arms. Aglance at my reflection shows it glinting off the studs I wear at weekendsto prevent the holes in my earlobes from closing up - and by doing soconfirms that my hair has come off second best to the wind."So what's the order of play, then?" I ask, taking a brush from my.