Is there any thing I can do to help?’ Shelly began slowly shaking her head from side to side. ‘I don’t…he’s…he’s dead. I mean dead. It�...�s been thirteen years and he’s just gone.’ Eric looked mortified as he felt his breath betray him. ‘Good Lord. Poor girl. I’m so sorry for your loss. Is there someone I can call to pick you up? Do you need to call his family?’ Shelly had continued, barely paying attention to Eric. ‘I knew he was sick, but I always expected more time. God, I hope he didn’t. Of course the girls spotted me immediately and ran over giving me hugs and kisses. They both sat down and looked at Sandra waiting for me to tell them who she was."Dina, Dana, this is my granddaughter Sandra. She will be living with us from now on."Dina immediately got up and went over to her and hugged her saying she was glad to meet her. Of course Dana was right behind her saying the same thing. They started talking and I was totally ignored by all of them. I noticed Tran standing back with. ... AAAAHHHH", as I descended, slowly but steadily, more and more upon his cock. The tip of the cock began to enter in to my love-tunnel slowly, very slowly, spreading tight muscles of my pussy. Love-juice began to spring from the volcano between my thighs drenching and persuading the adamant muscles of my cunt for such a huge intruder.Consequently, the length of his cock began to disappear into my pussy, though slowly. I continued to descend more and more till my round and soft ass cheeks. “Hell yeah! Trust me, most boys fantasize of older ladies like us. And they never let you down. It is fucking amazing”, said Geeta with all the joy and blush on her face.“Look, my half-ass husband doesn’t have time for a proper conversation, let alone sex. I don’t even remember when was the last time he made me moan. I have needs. You have needs. Everybody has needs. So, what’s wrong in that?”, asked Geeta. Anjali’s look of disbelief started to fade away. Geeta made sense. Even she couldn’t.