”“How’s Gram?”The room got quiet, and I knew. Fat, slow tears started rolling down my cheeks. This was so wrong! She deserved to go quietly, a...ong family who loved her and rejoiced in her long life, not gunned down by a rabid druggie. Soon they were all crying.“She caught most of one barrel, honey. If it’s any consolation, death was instant, so she didn’t suffer.” Linds was leaning over me, crying into my chest. She was the only grandma she had ever had. I hugged her with the arm that wasn’t. She moans in satisfaction. But as I keep squirting, the moan turns into a worried groan.Mmnnnn, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, hiss, hiss . . . Jo explodes over my cock in a choking cough, spraying air and saliva and cum back onto my crotch. I let go of her head and withdraw and she gasps while the last few squirts shoot out of my cock. The first squirt lands on her forehead and she opens her eyes in time to see the second, weaker squirt arc down onto the spot where her black tank top covers her. She said thank you and slept there. Still, there was time to finish the function. So I sat at the corner of the bench and observing her.I was unable to control. She is lying facing her boobs to the ceiling. I went to check whether she is in deep sleep or not. As it was very dark nobody will be able to identify after confirming that. She was in deep sleep.I slowly placed my hand on her left boob by sliding her saree. I started to press slowly. It is smooth and tried to figure out her nipple and. I wasn’t sure if her door was meant to be closed or not. It wasn’t open, but neither was it latched. I pushed it and it swung open. I entered.“Hi, hope you’re decent,” I said in a cheerful voice, assuming of course that at 8 pm she’d be sitting at her table, reading or maybe listening to music on her headphones. She was not. She was stretched out on the bed, with her pants and panties down around her knees, her hand rubbing her vulva, probing into the vagina. Masturbating. I gasped. She.
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