"She said from the day you turned twelve you were like a cat in heat and that no man was safe."Cindy laughed again, though with a harder edge this tim...e. "I think I inherited that from her, your grandmother, you know." She was definitely feeling the booze. "When I was fourteen one of my your grandfather's friends put me in my place, and kept me there for along time." Pam looked shocked as the meaning of her mother's words sank in. "I'm glad one of her granddaughters can keep her pants on." She. “You can put your top back on now” I informed her as I sat back against the sofa. “Oh no” Milly responded, we’ve got to play a game. As she said this she took a crooked finger, scooped some cake and placed it on one of her nipples. My jaw dropped.“I…er… I don’t think we should… er” I stammered. Milly looked upset, “It’s only a game”, she insisted “Me and Uncle Bob used to play it all the time when mum’s not here” she continued. (Had mum been there then Uncle Bob would have been locked away!) I. She squeezed the muscles of her ass to grip the bulge in my jeans tugging it and coaxing it to a hardness it had never achieved. She lifted up and began to slap my cock with her ass pumping to the rhythm. Then slowed once again and let the tender petals part as she rubbed me along her tender opening. I could hear her breathe even in the noise of the club. I reached out and laid my hand on her hip and she spun as if she’d been struck, shock on her face momentarily before it softened and she. But it just seems asinine to completely close off the prospect of having children, especially given the importance of reproducing in the world we now live in.’ I nodded in agreement. She lowered her hand from my chest to my abdomen. She began slowly inching her way down to my crotch as she moved the lathered cloth in small circles over my skin. I couldn’t keep myself from getting hard. I figured now would be a good time for me to be honest with her about how I felt. ‘I hope you won’t think.