As my hand work on her thigh she spreads her legs wider. The hand that had been gripping my arm a little while ago, dropped to my thigh and as if to confirm my disclosure dropped onto my hardon which was still hanging around, due to the closeness of soft, sweet smelling feminine flesh and the added factor of the subject matter. XXX She is wet with sweat. Suddenly I can hold back no longer and pushing forward hard sends all twelve inch plus into her I come hard, bucking and grunting as she is screaming. She squirms as I rub her tenderly, bringing my hand more to the inside of the soft thigh. She places her hands on my buttocks and pulls me down gently, biting her lips and grimacing. “How is your thigh now Gran, is it still paining,” I ask.




















