“Would you like something to drink? I think you have a lot to say and you might need it.”“Oh, ah, well sure a coke is fine. What do you mean a... lot to say?”Coming back from the kitchen with a glass of ice and can of coke, “Alice has told me everything or at least I think she has and she is rather confused now.”Ann took the coke and poured it taking a long time to reply. She looked at this man, William, that Alice seemed to love and who seemed to love her back, but how could that be he was. We were non-stop sex machines, both highly sexed and enjoying our physical encounters, in fact anything that titillated our tastes, we just delved-in and had a blast.Today we planned to go down the beach and cycle to get there, so I put on my white bikini and a cheesecloth one piece loose fitting dress, very cool to wear, and feminine by virtue of showing my body underneath.We cycled off the main thoroughfare, through the local forest, a natural path cutting close to a naturist park, and yes,. I would be up in her room and we'd close the door - lock it - and have a quickie. Other times, when my folks were gone for a few days, we would romp on their queen-size bed. Of course we never left any sign or evidence of our playtime. Gran was a firm believer in being covert and stealthy. And she taught me those skills, passed down from generations of my ancestors. There were no angels on her side of the family, though she claimed that my dad seemed to have suppressed the training she provided. Oh my god, she was so tight in her thighs. I can feel the goose bump on my arms by touching here there. I can feel the roundness of her fleshy ass on my palms. The car was moving and with that movement I kept my hands there and caressed her there very carefully.After some time I slipped my hands more in between her legs, I can now feel the softness of her pussy area on my hands. Oh that was nice. My cock was now so much erect I couldn’t manage that now. I opened my jeans button and unzipped my.