But after that, it seemed obvious. He was constantly taking looks at my tits, and everybody else's. I remember the theories … he wasn't banging his ...wife anymore, he was just becoming a creepy old man, etc.I recognized it, though. I could see the anxiety and frustration. None of the other girls knew, but I knew the look of chastity. I couldn't say for certain if it was his wife enforcing it (I wasn't even sure if he was married, being only in his late 20s, besides having a hell of a body) or he. Granny was a looker in her day and I am sure she was quite the fuck. But now her skin was leathery and her hair gray. And everything sagging. "Well? Are we going to finish this?" I asked. "Lets go into the bathroom and knock it out." Granny said. We stepped back into the bathroom. I turned off the shower and got some lotion. I lube my cock and started to stroke it. Granny started to diddle herself, she had sat on the toilet lid and leaned back against the tank. I have jerked off in front of. Each thrust into her body was deeper than the previous one and Sarah wanted more. She adjusted the angle of her hips to open access to her womb even more and grunted each time she pushed back onto Larry’s penetration. Small droplets of sweat appeared on her forehead, a sign of her exertions, but there was no drop in her energy level. She bumped her groin hard against Larry each time he thrust forcefully into her.“Oh God, oh God,” she began to chant as their bodies merged over and over. . I began kissing my way back up her legs until my face was right at her pussy, but I kept kissing the inside of her thighs to increase her arousal and expectation. I kept looking up to observe this scene, my Mom and Kate, both naked, in each other's arms. As I said before, they were almost completely identical physically, with petite, slender bodies, but muscular, built like gymnasts. The only difference was Mom's alabaster Caucasian skin contrasting with Kate's slightly darker Korean skin. .