I moved on to fucking her huge tits and then even to anal sex.Grandma worked hard to stay silent through our encounters - biting and screaming into my... pillow frequently - though having my bedroom in the basement helped. Her hairy sex intrigued me, often becoming so wet that it rolled down her fat thighs in small rivers of juice.She told me again and again that she loved me, that she needed me, needed my cock. She began to use words that were so foreign from her lips - cock, cunt, fuck. She told. "Sheila came into my arms and we kissed. "Jane, you are one special person. I'd never made love to a woman before, and we kept doing it and making it better, again and again, all night long between the guys taking turns fucking us. I'm feeling very affectionate and close to you." Me too, darling. I also drank too much."Sheila said in a worried tone, "Do you think the guys like us or were we just a couple of one-night stands? I really like both of them."I laughed harder, "I know; I do too. You. How different is that from my ex-boyfriend's attitude? Late in the afternoon the word must have got around because a whole string of men, some quite dishy, came into my office on some pretext and stood around trying to make conversation while staring at my tits. A couple of them offered to take me out to dinner, but I told them 'Perhaps some other time, thank you. I've already got a date for this evening.'”“None of the women came to check you out?” I asked. “Only a couple. I wasn't sure if they. When I shuffled over to Nava and tossed my cock in her, uh uh uh, I pulled out to the same scent. At this point my cock was already dirty, thanks to my two Indian beauties. Zoe's ass, when I came up to her, was already gaping and ready. I didn't hold back with her, not a couple soft thrusts leading into harder ones. Nope. Instead, I slammed my cock deep into her four consecutive times, and four consecutive times she took it like a champ and squealed upon each thrust. I pulled out and my cock.