.the other 22 are too. One day I had to leave the shop to pick up some supplies in a near by town. It's only twelve miles from my shop if I go that ne...arest way, but the longer way takes me by my house. I rode pasted the house at around noon and my wife's car wasn't there , but even better no ones truck was there , I'm k**ding, I love it when she gets the shit fucked out of her, she always tells me about it and I get the pie! Any way, no one home, so I started on to my pickup , I was cruising. He hung up his coat and hat and then started into the house further still calling her name. "Martha! Are you home?" he called out again.This time he heard her calling him from the bedroom! He figured maybe she had been resting or maybe she was cleaning the connected bathroom or making the bed. He walked in and that's when he got the surprise of his life. There kneeling on the bed was Martha and Heather... and both were completely naked!"What the... what's going on here?" Alan said, his jaw. It must have felt good because I started moving my hips up and down and grandma started giving me a hand job. I moaned and said that what she was doing felt good. Wow, it was like I hit her with a pie. She jerked her hand back and said, "Oh Donny, I am so sorry! I didn't realize what I was doing!". I said it was ok, that it felt good. Grandma smiled and said it was a long time since she felt a man's dick. (My grandpa died about 8 years eariler.)I just smiled and said she could feel me. Tears were falling down my cheeks in a cascade, but I didn’t know why.My arms began to feel like lead. It took effort to hold them out there. Tears still flooded down my cheeks and I could see my arms drop. I pulled them back up forcing them to stay.I was just about at the end of my ability to hold them any longer when Dickie finally returned. ‘It may lower It’s arms.’ he said. I was crying like a little k**.Sobbing even. Then I did something I couldn’t believe I was stupid enough to do. ‘Sir.’.