‘Listen you…pig,’ she said, bitterly, ‘I was perfectly aware of where I was and what I was doing before you slammed into me and ruined my shir...t. Do you have any idea how much this cost?’ She was indignant, infuriated and if she admitted it to herself, embarrassed. ‘I would say it cost 20 Euros at Benetton, but you can get them for as little as 5 Euros a pair at a little shop I know around the corner. And they come in a variety of colours too if you would prefer something other than white. Or. In my eyes, she looked better now than she ever had; her breasts were larger, though slowly losing their battle with gravity. She had kept herself trim; the only signs of encroaching age were the laugh lines and deep tan of her skin, legacy of a lifetime spent in a warm climate. She was, to me, perfection itself.Although I managed to cop an eyeful of her breasts on a regular basis- I even managed to spy on her sunbaking topless by the pool- the mystery that lay between her milky-white thighs. She liked having David watch her play with herself. She was glad she'd thought of the idea.David closed the circle of his fingers and pumped at a slow pace. One at a time he added fingers to his fist and got more friction. He liked having Sally watch him jerk off. He was glad she had thought of it.Sally pushed the fingers of her other hand into her cunt. David rocked back and tickled his asshole with a finger from his other hand. Sally's plunging fingers speeded up. David's hand matched her. 'Oooo, my dear,' Gran whinnied through clenched teeth. It was warm, it was juicy not wet and different to others I had played with; smooth for the first inch or so. All the things I should not have known about this woman. The pressure on my throbbing cock was becoming unbearable. I distinctly remember the cool morning air on my damp finger and Gran's frowning disappointment when I removed it to push hard on her nearest leg to flatten it to the bed. The look was replaced with one of relief when.