I then sat behind her as my hands moved to her left arm and back from her neck down to her big round firm buns. She would signal me when ready. ‘It’s the middle of the day! She moaned sensually as her body shivered. Her lips and tongue started another round of massage even though my steel rod showed no sign of softening. ‘That won’t take much effort! ‘I better give you your present. Let me know if you want me to stop anywhere along the way.’ Finally we arrived. Her sensitivities and strength of the right side were improving daily too. However, I didn’t get that magical glimpse all the time because Grandma did not face the bathroom door all the time when she sat down. I found out Grandma had a habit of washing her vulva before bed.
