..not even my friends." I could tell by her expression, she knew this question would either lead to her having a lot of fun for the rest of the weeken...d, or the exact opposite, that the rest of her stay would be spent in silence and total embarrassment. The question had already been asked, however, and she now sat nervously, waiting for my answer. "I don't know . . . Are you sure you want to look at that stuff? . . .It has a lot of naughty things in it." "I'm sure, Mr. Johnson . . .really! . . .. Still holding her nipple tightly, she moved to let me get between her legs and standing behind her I wasted no time in niceties I just positioned my cock and then rammed it right up feeling excitement as I heard the woman groan, “Ohhhhhhhh Noooooooooo” I couldn’t have stopped even if I wanted to, my cock was bursting and now it was inside her it felt warm from the woman’s juice.“Shag her harder you little fuck!” Maureen shouted, “I want to hear her shout, push it right up” Maureen by now was. There are many historical evidence and artifacts pertaining to these traits from ancient statues built from sculptors. Their art/literature speaks for itself. If we were to do an Internet search about “fertile women statue,” then it will be obvious as to what you’ll discover. However, this individual that I am about to share here is not a biological female. She is rather a crossdresser and/or a possible trans mtf if you would like to classify her as that. Either way, the part whether she is a. . I mean your Gran has been a bit agitated since she came back and keeps asking for Dan." No problem Aunty Becky," I replied, hoping she couldn't read my mind over the past events which had brought me here to 'calm' Gran down.It had started a few weeks ago when I had been left to look after my Gran whilst she was on respite with my family to give Aunt Becky a break. Gran was suffering from a form of dementia which meant at certain stages she didn't know who her family were and more or less.