Who’s to say who you’re with, or where you take ’em?’ ‘Give-over George! I told you, I’m a married man!’ ‘That don’t stop many of my... customers sniffing after anything that’s going spare … and some that ain’t. Here, you know what, I’m not sure who are the worst, the married blokes or the married birds. Once they got a kid or two behind them, some women get really out of hand.’ ‘Change the bloody subject George, I really didn’t come in here tonight for a discussion on modern attitudes to fidelity. “Is something wrong, Luke?” I finally asked.“Um…nothing,” he said.We were quiet for a minute and then he spoke up again.“Can we talk about something serious, Grandma?”“Of course,” I answered.“I know I should talk to my dad. But I just don’t feel comfortable,” he said.“You know you can always come to me,” I responded.“I don’t know about this, though.”“Tell me,” I said. I already knew. Our tongues wrestled and a hand went to my right breast and caressed it. The kiss got steamier and his hand pinched my nipple sending waves of pleasure through me. I put my arms around his neck and he lifted me and carried me to the bed and lowered me onto it. I spread my legs and looked up at him and smiled as he looked down on me.I saw the lust in his eyes as he climbed on the bed with me. He ran a hand up my leg and his fingers probed my wet opening and touched my clit, which made me moan. She pushed her hips up off the bed and ground her whole cunt against Bart’s mouth and tongue. Warm and wonderful-tasting fluid drenched his mouth and his whole face as she came and came. Patty laid back on the bed with her sister selma and selma started kissing her on the lips a wet lover’s kiss. Moving down to her breasts selma sucked hard on her sisters nipples while Bart moved behind Patty who was now on her hands and knees and eased his long thick penis between her legs Bart pushed it deep.