The Terraplane Blues was on the sound system and I was bopping along in my seat when Angela came in with two steaming mugs. She handed me one that rea...d "World's Best Husband," and in her own hand she cradled a mug emblazoned "Kiss Me I'm Irish." She settled onto the couch next to me, wiggled a little to make a soft nest for her butt, and leaned back against the overstuffed cushions."So what are you working on?" she asked me."Come on, you know I don't like to talk about my work until I have a. We both came at the same time again with gramps squirting most of his jizz onto my bush, he rubbed his finger around the jizz and then pushed it up into my cunt. I got up and we both dryed off and I took gramps to his room, got him dressed and put him to bed. After several hours he called for me and I went running to see what was wrong. Gramps had another huge boner, he was completely naked and laying on his back with his cock sticking straight up. My pussy got wet instantly. "What are you. I approached the cabin door and saw a small lamp and a candle burning in his one-bedroom studio. I paused for what seemed like an eternity, and then tapped lightly on the door. I heard footsteps approaching. When the door opened I told him I was sorry about the pool incident and was bored sitting in that main house alone for another night. May I come in I asked. He opened the door wider without a word and I stepped in. I set the now finished glass of wine down on the. "Do you want to lay down with your head in my lap? You always used to do that when you were a k**, and then you'd fall asleep," she whispered, kissing me lightly on the cheek. "I'd love that," I accepted, putting my legs across the couch while she sat down. I lowered my head into her lap, resting on her silky smooth thighs that were mostly hidden by her dress, holding her left hand on my chest while her right tenderly brushed my hair. I closed my eyes and relaxed, completely forgetting about.