We watched from the shadows as Harold Sprague opened the door. When Catherine fell backward into the open doorway, he looked down at his naked grandda...ughter, then looked toward the street, and toward both sides of his house before he stooped to pick her up. We heard the door slam and hurried back to our horses.Neither of us said a word as we rode home. I knew Tom must be thinking about how Catherine had let herself go. I couldn’t help but think the same thing.Riding into the yard, before we. I studied her as she began her attack on Jae's smooth sex. Onyx had a tiny bubble butt, perfect on her petite body. Her skin was warm and alive in my hands. I reached between her legs and traced a finger over her wet contours, from the end of her landing strip to beyond her tight black star. This was going to be fun.Palming a cheek in each hand, I bent over her and kissed her at the base of the small tribal design that ended just above the cleft of her ass.“Mmmm. That's nice,” Onyx. Your Auntie Candy’s personal fuck boy… Cum for your nasty Auntie Candy!” As Candy heard her low pitched wail from earlier, she heard John roar like a lion, he grabbed her hips and pulled her tightly against him, the spasms of her orgasm started to quiver, and as John's sore, abused cock exploded, his load pouring hotly into her, it shoved her into her own climax, and she let out a shriek of joy as she felt the glorious burst deep inside, her pleasure rippling through her, her talented inner. Her message was a little innocent and a little sexually teasing. She was horny but also looking for a relationship. 'Well, what have I got to lose,' I thought? So, we messaged back and forth for a few days. Our messages started out flirty but got really dirty, really fast. We decided to meet on Saturday. It was Tuesday.We agreed to meet at a hotel bar to have a drink and if things clicked we could get a room for some alone time. By the time Saturday came, I was a horny mess. All I could do.