His wet, slippery finger was making small circular movements over her clitoris and her moans became louder. ‘Tell me,’ he whispered behind her ear.... She sighed as she pressed her hands harder into the sheets, knowing exactly what he wanted from her and having every intention of giving it to him. She pushed back harder, increasing the depth of his cock inside her as she felt the familiar warmth which was beginning around her hips. She moaned louder as the sensation built, spreading around her. He could feel his orgasm approaching. He wanted to cum so badly. Amanda felt a second wave as he held the cheeks of her bottom and thrust harder and harder, his balls slapping her wet flesh, her firm, young breasts moving below him in rhythm to his thrusts. "God I am cumming again," Amanda breathed. Oh fuck me I am so so so cumming again. I love you grandad. I love you," she yelled as her body began to shake uncontrollably. "I am cumming baby. Cuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmiiiiiinnnng," her grandfather. I don't know if that was really a factor. Anyway, I went looking for a ring, eventually finding one I thought might do; an amethyst set with small diamonds in gold. I thought it simple, elegant and lovely, like my beloved. I carried the box in my pocket for several weeks.One day in early July, Dulcie Hanson called quite early, asking if she could come to see us. We'd been considering going for a ride, perhaps to the nature reserve at Blacktoft Sands, but her tone suggested it was important and. "(Where are you based?) "Right now, Lansing. Tomorrow? Ludington ... unless we can find some land and fix up a strip. I suppose we could get floats ... we have sea endorsement."(Not very authentic, floats.) "Yeah ... and we want to party with the people."(Give me your card number.) "Visa XXXXXXXXXXXX0588"(You're good. See you on the 26th ... not before 7am.) "Bye." Quick, we need tents. Harold?"From the deepest recesses of the B-29 hangar came the call, "Yeah?" Tents! We need tents." Larch and.