"Holy fuck, holy fuck!" I screamed in my own head as I began to realize what was happening... I actually felt light-headed as I paced in the kitchen. ...I heard water running in the bathroom upstairs. "What the fuck have you done, now?" I asked myself. The self-doubt was battling with the sensory aftermath of Grandmom's warm mouth and the feel of her soft body in my arms. "She's your Grandmom for Chist's sake!" I mumbled to myself. After pacing and noodling the whole incredible situation for. As I think I mentioned before, I have an awful sense of direction, so I really have no earthly idea where the little house is. It wasn't that far from the horrible "adult" store, maybe a thirty minute drive, but I paid no attention to anything except the blue gym bag. I found myself trying desperately to remember every item Jay had purchased back there, and when I formed a picture of something in my overactive mind, I tended to fixate on it and imagine myself interacting with it the way Jay. . mmm hope it feels good Paul :PNow I want marge to pull up the tights fully on you leaving that vibe stuck in your ass vibrating slowly does it feel good Paul? To have your ass filled? Now Paul up on your knees and have Marge settle under you have her tear a small hole in the tights to expose your now hard cock have her rub it with her hand tracing her hand across the tip of your cock and taste your juices now I want her to lie back with her panties still on and have you rub your cock. Cindy felt faint. She felt... well, she felt like she had the first time she'd kissed someone. Only this was a thousand times stronger -- nothing had ever felt like this.Tina pulled her up onto the lounge, and the teens cuddled for a good half-hour. Cindy's arousal had been dampened by other emotions, but her Mistress, with kisses and caresses had her panting with lust not long after their cuddle session ended. Cindy no longer wondered how it was that Tina could control her so well; she was too.