She was extremely wet as I lapped at her cunt juices as if quenching my thirst, my thirst for my grandmother's cunt. Using my tongue and fingers of on...e hand, I was capable of giving my grandmother one orgasm after another orgasm my other hand buried in my own pussy.I was in fucking heaven.“Honey . . . Oh God . . . Don’t stop . . . Eat my pussy . . . Eat your grandma’s pussy with your sweet wet tongue . . . Oh yes.”We both came together.I looked up at my grandmother's half-closed eyes and smile.. She'd hidden her stirred up emotions, carried it off perfectly. He'd had a couple of drinks before he came home and didn't know she'd been drinking, either.In fact, it had been a marvelous evening. They had a couple of drinks to relax and Andy started fooling around under her skirt."Jesus, hon, where's your pants?" he said."I took them off so I'd be ready for you. Do you like me without any underpants?" God, yes, you should go like this all the time." Andy! Even at work?" Hell yes. Think how. After that it was every couple of days, occasionally three or four if you were busy. But this week she was just unquenchable. I woke up to her riding my morning wood, being tempted into indulging an afternoon delight lunch quickie, and enduring her gently stroking me in my pants during class one afternoon so that she could dick me off in just five minutes before her next class. I had no idea what had gotten over her that whole week, but other than a bit of chafing, I wasn't going to stop her. Looking at her I looked up. I saw a look on her as if she had a question. “What is it” She asked.She stood silent. I looked upon her. I wanted to tell her something too. And in a flash both spoke up at the exact same moment.”Doctor I need you to eat out my pussy.”“Rita I want to eat you out.”The room and the building fell completely silent. We stared at the other in shock. Neither could believe what the other just said. All of a sudden I was hungry for her. Suddenly she yearned for me more than.