My little sister was blessedly absent, spending holiday with my Dad’s new family somewhere in Wales, and my mom worked mornings and evenings at the ...local pub. She would only come home in the afternoon to take a bath, a nap and if her toy-boy was around a quickie. And of course, to either ignore or aggravate me. I had to admit that for forty-year-old woman, my mum looked pretty good. She kept her figure and spent most of what she earned on clothes. She had a string of boyfriends since she. As the class secretary, and, of course, head cheerleader and most dreamed-about girl in school, it was Jane’s duty to organize our class reunions, and Jane was going through, trying to find everybody – since a lot of the girls had different last names now, it wasn’t always easy for her – to find out who would be interested in coming to a ten-year reunion, which she was trying to put together for this coming August. It’s a long way from our hometown in New Jersey to northeastern Nevada, and I. "Mmmhhhmmm," I replied."Well, in that case," he said as he rose over the top of me. "Let me rectify that right now."He grasped a nipple in each hand and began to pinch and pull them. He twisted them back and forth like dials on a radio. I moaned and arched my back, silently begging for more. He tugged on them, pulling them away from my body."Does the other one still feel neglected?" Nooo," I managed. "Oh no. Damn that feels good." I'm glad you like it," he replied. "I don't plan on stopping. Molly shushed her over-eager grandson, but bumped back into his jean-clad erection that pressed into her buttocks, relishing the attention."I could eat something hot," he said, nibbling her ear lobe, "and creamy," he added, licking his way round her neck to kiss her lips, his hands reaching round to cup her beautiful, big tits."There may be something sweet to eat - if you behave!" Molly whispered back, flicking soap suds playfully at his face."I'll be good, gran." Jimmy said, and stepped back.