400 Mtrs from Each other). I enquire about the Servants granny her name was shanti and found the place. It was a small hut were his granny was living .... As soon as I saw his granny I was surprised, a lady in her mid forties was standing in front me . (the servant had told me her age as 60, later I found out that her age was 60). She had a lovely body , big boobs, they were trying to come out of the blouse , a little at a Plumb side and a nice face. She was wearing local type of dress from which. She then slide over to me and started to suck on my cock, sliding her lovely lips and tongue up and down the length of it. It felt so good! Her husband then flipped her on her side with him behind her. I repositioned myself on my knees near her head and she continue to suck my hard cock as he slide up inside her from behind. The length of his cock was thrust into her tight wet pussy, bashing against the back wall. She let out moans of delight every so often as she continued to suck on my hard. Here on the rooftop all is still, with nothing but the other-worldly view of the tops of skyscrapers, stars, and the distant murmur of traffic far below. I am suddenly aware that my heart is beating a tattoo on my ribs.“Come.” You tug my hand, urging me towards the parapet.“NO! It’s ... it’s too high! And the rail is so small.”“Don’t be afraid, my beautiful Sara. I am with you.”And as I gaze into your dusky eyes, and see the twinkle of raw excitement dancing there, my reluctance collapses and I. The woman who stood from her plot of deep red roses, despite the dirty jeans and a faded flowery shirt tied off to expose her slightly thickened middle, gloves removed to wipe away sweat and the wisps of blonde hair not captured by the elastic that held the rest in a ponytail, had patrician features. And some of her daughter’s features, including an even more hefty bosom. Her gaze fell on him.“Moira,” she said disapprovingly. “I thought your father had come home for some reason.”“Sorry,” Moe.