“Wade’s out on the patio, sitting by himself.” She murmured. “He’s not taking his grandfather’s passing very well. Would you mind spending... some time with him?”“I... I don’t know if that would be such a good idea.” I stuttered. “We’re... not on the best of terms.” “I know. I know.” She retorted. “It’s just that you may be the only one he’ll respond to.”Nodding my head, I agreed to speak with her son. As I approached him, Wade looked up briefly. His face was pale, almost colorless. He looked ill.. Well, I think Olga was a WRAAF.” “Where were they stationed when they met?” “You know, that’s a very good question, Ray?” Clare uttered. She gazed out through the venetian blinds. “Their relationship is something I just took for granted, much like your aunt and Bob’s. I know zip about it and little about Olga, to tell you the truth. I know about her superficially, you know, number of children, where she lives now, married to an Italian, things like that but nothing earlier. Maybe I should start. Mere mard ka laurda iss se chota hai (Your cock is very large. My husband's cock is smaller)," she said."They come in all sizes," I laughed taking her erect clitoris between my thumb and forefinger and pressed it."Ooooo," she exclaimed bucking her bottoms against my hand.I continued to press her clit and slowly moved my fingers into her wet choot and started to finger fuck her. When I drew my finger outwards she raised her choot to keep the finger from withdrawing.She continued to moan with. I was wearing just a tight grey leotard. Like this…My big bulging cock showing clearly up my stomach, small wet patch from a little pre cum, my tits free, no bra, nipples erect from the cold, wobbling as I walked, along with my ass and thighs. As I got to my car I got in and got myself comfortable, suddenly I was locked in my own car, from under my seat crawled fleshy huge tentacles in the shape of huge cocks, all dripping pre cum. They tied me to my seat, unable to move I watched them as two.