Call me Ruth Ann. Mrs are old bitches and honey, I'm still hot. Don'cha think so?" "Ye-Yes, Mrs. Hic...I mean Ruth Ann. You look amazing!" Say's Jordan, who looks nervous as hell. "You boys come on in and check out my new home theatre." As she grabs a hold of our hands and leads us down army the hallway, I looked over at Jordan who's eyes were glued to my grandma's large ass and wide swinging hips. I've never looked at my grandma in a sexual way before. But for some strange reason, today was different. I'm not sure if it was the weed or the fact that I hadn't gotten laid since last weekend. But watching my grandma's ass jiggle with every Blowjobs step was really arousing me. Maybe it's military because she's wearing white yoga pants instead of her regular skirts or dresses. Which draws even more attention to her perfectly round bottom. As we entered the theatre room, my eyes were finally off my grandma's ass and they were now looking at a super-kick-ass theatre room. Equipped with a 200" 4k projector screen, plush leather couches, chairs and a huge chassis. Hell, there was even a brand new popcorn machine in the corner. "Wow, grandma, this thing is badass" "I'm glad you like it. Now I just need for you boys to install my new sound system. I figured, why pay Best Buy to install it when I have a handsome grandson who could do a better job. Plus, I know you guys could use some extra spending money. It is Spring break, isn't it?" "Yes, Gram, it sure is" "Good, now get to work. I'll be in the kitchen whipping up some lasagna. You boys let Babes me know you need anything" "Okay, grandma" "Thank you, Mrs...I mean Ruth Ann" "You're welcome, boys" After my grandmother left the room. She had not moved and her eyes were Babes glazed over while staring at the ceiling still painting. “Damn, you guys hate each other.” I thought aloud. Max idly fondled his captive's curves, her tits and pussy, loving the way she squirmed and moaned when he inserted two fingers into her sex. The next day she doesn't come around. Lesslie strained against her restraints desperately trying to free. I felt myself begin to collapse and then. She threw her leg over me so her pussy hovered right above my head. Mitt had felt connected to the girl the moment he had seen her picture on Tinder. “What sort of protection?” They looked outside but found no sign of the girl. “That is what is known as the G Spot class. Rosemary squealed in delight. I picked it up, feeling the firm, vinyl tubing in my grip. Chasni reaches across into the priest's crotch, and begins massaging the bulge that's growing inside the front of his pants. She couldn't wear them like this. CRACK! I was stunned. She started grinding her Blowjobs pussy into my hip and the spandex pants she had on started to military show some moisture in her camel toe...I started sucking on the other nipple and I felt a hand slip into my pants and grab my cock. “We always take care of our friends, but I’m not sure what army you need.” I answer carefully. Plus another who straddles her chest and dry humps her perky C-cup tits. Go and get it and I’ll put it inside you, then all you have to do is let it happen.” "Ummm..." she hesitates. We undulated our hips, working our cocks a few inches out of the other's twat and then bringing our pussies back together. He has a light dusting of hair all over which is a stark contrast of my naturally smooth body (I'm asian). “May be she won’t. May be she also wants it. It sounds stupid but you will see when you get off, there is always the thought or the vision of black cock going in a white girl that got you there.