“That’s, that’s the spitting image of Hermione Travers!”“No it isn’t. NO, it isn’t! It IS Hermione Travers. She’s eleven, and, yes, th...ere you are, just coming down the road. She is pretty, I’ll grant you. You knew her at school? Then you went to different high schools. You sent her a Christmas card, but never had the courage to ring her. Well, here she is, you did ring; and here she is and you’re meeting her and; oh I say, how sweet” He could be a little patronising. The young George gave her a. There she told me to get to bed first as she went to talk to my extended relatives who were in different rooms.. Along the way i got asl**p n in the middle of the night i woke up to catch my grand mum Jerking my penis n she did stopped when realizing that I was now awake n soon tension was growing, my body shaking and my dick was growing n when erected I felt this pain coz of the bl**d flow. My dick was wet n she had gotten away with a short though she made sure that i did not come because that. Recently my mind had replayed Cherie's display of scarcely covered pussy numerous times when alone in bed. I longed for it to be my finger that probed under her bikini bottoms, to delve slowly in the damp crevice that lead to her inner core; to dip my finger in the sweet nectar and taste her essence. (I'm sure you get the idea). These pair starred in the majority of my nighttime fantasies.One day Cherie was in a particularly exhibitionist mood. She'd been lying on her stomach facing me on her. Now it was my turn to satisfy her, I txd her again asking her to put her right hand on my shoulder, she obliged. With my hand on her ass i shifted my left hand from her ass to her inner thigh, she looked at me and her face went RED, in the meantime I opened her right leg with my left leg to get more access and got hold of the spot, as soon as I touched her G spot, my GOD she started holding the front bar of the seat very hard and started breathing heavily. I signaled her to control and she.