7 comments/ 40162 views/ 31 favorites Two Grandmas Rocking On The Porch By: MisterReason To anybody who happened to drive down Brookline Road in rural Ballston Spa, New York on that summer day in 1998, the sight of the two elderly ladies sitting on the front porch of the old farmhouse sipping iced tea while a young lad mowed the spacious grounds of the property might have seemed like a slice of Americana. Indeed, the young man with the rosy cheeks and the boyish looks looked the part as so did the senior citizens, but while the boy was an innocent the women were anything but and their conversation reflected the fact that while they may have looked like prim and proper ladies from the outside there was no doubt that they had a rather bawdy side to them. That was certainly more true of 66 year old Ruth Comstock, whose knack of saying and doing the most outrageous things often shocked people who didn't expect such candor, than of Elsie Mundy, her longtime friend who was the exact opposite of Ruth in almost every way. Quiet and reserved as most would expect a 65 year old woman, Elsie would often blush at the words and antics of her friend Ruth, but in many ways she envied Ruth for being so candid and fearless, especially since often Ruth would come out and say things that Elsie would only think about. That was the way it was on that one afternoon in July as they sipped their ice tea, which Ruth had liberally laced with vodka as was her habit. The topic of conversation was Elsie's grandson, and it wasn't the sun that made Jason's grandmother's face red as Ruth said things that only she would. *** "I'll bet the little girls go crazy about little Jason," Ruth opined as the fair-haired lad smiled and nodded as he pushed the mower past them. "What grade did you say is he in? Eighth?" "No," Elsie said as she shook her head at her best friends forgetfulness. "My other grandson is the one that's in junior high and he lives in Vermont. Jason here is the one that's in college." "Hard to believe that little critter is in college," Ruth suggested. "I know, and please don't say anything because he's sensitive about that. "He's in his second year at State because he skipped 1st and 5th grade. Jason is a brilliant student." "Okay, now I have them straight," Ruth stated. "Well then, I bet the girls at college chase him all over campus, with that curly golden hair and the dimples." "No, as a matter of fact it's just the opposite. They think he's a little kid. I think skipping him ahead in school really hurt him socially because his mother says he's only had one girlfriend she knows of," Elsie explained. "His mother thinks he might be gay." "I doubt that," Ruth said. "Not the way he looked at my tits when you introduced us." "You think everybody looks at your breasts," Elsie tsk-tsked while shaking her head, but she knew her friend wasn't far off because Ruth's large bosom did get a lot of stares. "Most do, including you my dear," Ruth clucked and then laughed when Elsie blushed deeper. "Did you say Jason will be here for a week?" "Yes, that's when his Mom gets back from her cruise. Guess she's trying to find someone to replace her ex." "Well maybe you can sneak down to my place if the urge strikes you," Ruth suggested. "I can go a week without - you know," Elsie assured her friend. "Maybe," Ruth said to her frequent lover. "Don't know if I can, especially now that I know your grandson is legal. Cute as the dickens he is." "That IS my grandson you're talking about," Elsie reminded her. "Wonder if he's a virgin? Haven't had one of them in a while," Ruth said. "Jason probably is because he sure looks like a little boy." "He's a wonderful young man," Ruth said of her son's boy who was only about 5'5" and couldn't weigh more than 125 pounds dripping wet, which he was already from mowing in the heat of the day. "I didn't say he wasn't wonderful," Ruth replied as they watched Jason stop briefly and wipe his brow, his tank top and shorts damp with sweat. "He's beautiful, it's just that - I mean look at him. His legs are almost as smooth as mine and he doesn't even have hair under his arms yet." "He does too," Elsie responded. "A little. It's just that he's so fair you can't really see it." "But it's amusing that you noticed it though," Ruth snickered. "Keeping an eye on how the boy's developing?" "He's 19 for crying out loud," Elsie said. "How much vodka did you put in this tea anyway?" "Enough to make me sit here and mentally undress the little rascal," Ruth mused as she put her feet up on the chair opposite her. "All sweaty and everything. Maybe when he gets done I could give him a bath." "He takes showers." "Then I could wait until he gets done and I could towel him off," Ruth said. "Maybe Jason would like having a woman dry his little twinkie for him." "It's sure as heck not..." Elsie said and then promptly shut her mouth, but not before her friend's ears perked up. "His pecker's not what?" Ruth said so loud Elsie was glad the mower's motor was roaring. "Nothing." "Too late sweetie," Ruth said, and when Elsie shook her head she pressed harder. "Come on. You're as perverted as I am." "Hardly." "You're perverted enough. Come on honey. You know how I love nasty stuff, and don't we share everything? "Saliva? Juices? That guy out at the Holiday Inn in Syracuse?" "You're never going to let me forget that are you?" Elsie said as she recalled that time a year ago when she let herself get talked into a threesome with some guy they met in a motel bar far out of town after a shopping excursion at the Carousel Center Mall, the only guy she had been with in the 6 years she had been a widow. "You don't want to forget it do you?" Ruth asked with an upraised eyebrow, and after Elsie finally shook her head no Ruth added, "Neither will I. We wore that poor guy out and he was half our age." "Okay, but this is just between us," Elsie cautioned, and after Ruth agreed she took a deep breath while looking out at her industriously working grandson. "Did you peek in at him in the shower?" "No," Elsie said. "That's something you would do." "If I had grandsons instead of granddaughters I probably would," Ruth admitted. "And I've been known to take a peek at them from time to time too. Heck, I've already admitted that. Go on and tell me your story." "Last night Jason had taken a shower, and after he came out of the bathroom I went down to the hall closet to replenish the towels," Elsie explained. "I happened to glance at the guest room door because it wasn't fully closed, and Jason was in there drying off." "Go on. This is so erotic. You looked in at him?" "I didn't mean to, it's just that the door was ajar," Elsie protested. "I know honey - you were just curious. Don't cry." "I'm not," Elsie countered, wiping her moist eyes with the back of her hand. "It's just that I feel guilty." "Why? Because you didn't just peek? Because you kept looking at him?" Ruth asked as calmly as she could manage. "Yes," Elsie admitted. "Did he catch you looking at him?" "NO!" Elsie answered. "I mean, I don't think so. I hope not." "So tell me about it." "When I went by Jason he had his back to the hall, and when I saw his little rear-end, so pale with dimples just like it had been when I used to diaper him years ago when he was a baby," Elsie related wistfully. "He looked so adorable." "I'm a believer," Ruth interjected as she kept looking out at the lad. "So then what happened?" "I was about to go down to the closet because he turned around, but his head was buried in the towel because he was drying his hair, so for whatever reason I stayed where I was." "And you saw him? Naked?" Ruth asked almost breathlessly. "Please tell me you did woman because I'm about to explode. You saw Jason's dick?" Elsie's mouth formed the word yes but nothing came out so she nodded yes almost imperceptibly. "Well? Does that little critter have a big one?" Ruth asked. "I haven't seen that many of them, unlike you," Elsie cracked. "Bigger than the guy in Syracuse?" "Yes." "How big?" "I didn't measure it," Elsie exclaimed. "Well let's see," Ruth said as she held her hands about 5" or so apart. "This was about what that Syracuse Richard had. Jason's cock is bigger than this?" Elsie nodded, and nodded again as her friend kept spreading her hands apart a bit more until she finally said, "That's about right." "Damn!" Ruth said. "I can't believe that little critter has something as long as that. And you stood there staring at his boner bouncing around while he dried his hair?" "No - I mean - he didn't have an erection." "WHAT?" Ruth yelped, so loud that it even got Jason's attention as he mowed around the tree. "Are you sure?" "I know the difference between an erect and a flaccid penis," Elsie snapped. "It was pointed down and was swaying like a metronome between his legs." "Damn. What did you do?" "I think I was hypnotized or something but I finally realized what I was doing and hurried down the hall," Elise concluded. "I pray he didn't see me looking at him." "Ever think that Jason might have left the door ajar on purpose?" Ruth suggested. "Maybe he wanted you to see what a big boy he is now." "Jason? Of course not. The boy is very modest. That door is a bit balky so it probably swung open on him," Elsie told her friend. "Is he cut?" Ruth asked, and when Elsie looked at her quizzically she elaborated. "Circumcised?" "No, he isn't," Elsie replied, and after Ruth asked him whether Jason had big balls Elsie belatedly protested while saying, "I don't feel right talking about my grandson this way." "You didn't mind looking though," Ruth said in tut-tutting her friends protest. "I would have too. You know what this story has done to me? I'm dripping wet. I'll bet you can see it from there. Look!" "Ruth!" Elsie hissed when her friend swung around and lifted her foot onto the leg of her chair and exposed herself. As was frequently her custom Ruth wasn't wearing panties and even though her dress went down to her knees and made the area of her crotch shaded, she could see her friend's large labia glistening as she spread her legs for Elsie's benefit. "You're incorrigible," Elsie said in mock disgust. "And I bet you feel like coming over and burying your face in there to make it even wetter. I know you honey and you're horny too," Ruth correctly concluded. "Wonder if Jason is like a lot of young guys and likes pussies without hair like mine? Maybe you should trim that jungle of yours and find out?" "I'm not showing him my privates," Elsie assured her friend who had started shaving her pubic hair as soon as she saw a grey one appear. "Besides, you always say you like me hairy." "I do. I adore all your hairy bits. Maybe I'll give Jason a peek when he gets done," Ruth suggested as she put her feet down on the porch. "Maybe I'll put my feet up on the rail and see if he looks." "And if I told you to please not to do that, it would only make you want to actually do it instead of just talking about it," Elsie declared. "You know it." "Of course there's always the chance he would think you're an sorry old lady making a fool of herself," Elsie suggested. "Now that's a chance I believe I'm going to take," Ruth announced as she downed her drink and put her feet on the rail. "I think it would be great if you went inside and took off those slacks and panties and put on a skirt. Let the boy see that bushy pussy of yours and let him decide which he likes best, smooth or hairy." "You don't expect me to..." "Too late. He's done," Ruth interrupted. "Now hopefully he'll come over and chat some more before he puts the mower away. If he doesn't I'll flag him down." "He's not going to look at you. Honestly..." "This is so exciting," Ruth gushed as they watched Jason pull the mower towards the back. "At least keep your dress down a bit - and don't spread your legs," Elsie pleaded although as soon as she said she realized that was a mistake. "Jason?" Ruth chirped, and Elsie cringed when she saw her grandson stop and approach the porch. *** "That sounds like fun!" Jason chirped just before putting the mower away. "I wish I had a present to give you though Mrs. Mundy." "I want your presence more than your presents," Ruth said as she shifted her feet on the railing even farther apart. "But if you want to do something for me you can stop calling me Mrs. Mundy." "Okay Ruth," Jason replied. "Happy birthday." "Why did you tell him it was your birthday?" Elsie asked after her grandson went around the house. "It was last month." "So it's a belated party," Ruth explained. "It gives us a legitimate reason for us having fun tonight." "I can't believe this is happening," Elsie muttered under her breath. "Believe it," Ruth said. "And I think you owe me an apology. You said he wouldn't look up my dress and what did he do?" "Alright, he looked," Elsie conceded. "He practically climbed over the railing is more like it," Ruth declared. "You can tell his Mom her boy is definitely not gay. He likes pussy, and come tonight, he's going to get a couple of them." "You don't actually think that I..." "Sure you will Elsie, and don't give me crap about how you can't because he's your grandson either. Who better to teach him the ropes? You stared at him naked after all." *** "Grandma?" "What honey?" Elsie said as she emerged from the bathroom, clutching the robe tightly around herself after talking a shower. "Your friend Mrs. Mundy? She seems like a nice lady." "Ruth? Yes, she's my best friend. She's a little wacky but I love her." "I didn't know whether I should have said anything or not, but when we were outside talking - well - I could see up her dress." "Really?" Ruth mumbled. "Yeah, and she wasn't wearing any underwear." "Is that so?" "Yeah." "Well, I think you were right not to say anything," Ruth explained. "Then again, you didn't have to look either." "I know," Jason said. "I'm sorry. Just curious I guess. Can I ask you a question?" "Sure honey." "I would ask my father but I rarely see him," Jason offered. "I get along so great with you that I feel less creepy about asking you this than my Mom." "What is it honey?" "Mrs. Mundy. I mean Ruth. How come she doesn't have any hair - you know - down there?" "Uh," Elsie said, fighting the urge to duck into her bedroom to avoid the awkward topic. "I - guess you did get a good look didn't you?" "Sorry." "Well, I guess the answer is that some women shave down there as a matter of personal preference." "Oh. Mom doesn't." "And how would you know that young man?" "I accidentally saw her naked once," Jason admitted. "Please don't tell her. I didn't mean to. She didn't know I was home and the door was open when she got out of the shower." "I won't tell honey," Elsie said as she realized her grandson's story was eerily similar to her own. "Anyway, that's the reason some women shave down there like they do their legs and underarms." "Okay, thanks Grandma," Jason replied. "Nice to be able to ask you things like that. I don't know much about girls." "You will in time honey," Elsie concluded. "Now if you'll excuse me I have got to get ready for our little party." *** From the kitchen Elsie looked out to the living room where her best friend was entertaining her grandson, and with the help of a couple of glasses of wine she was doing exactly what Elsie had feared. Ruth was seducing Jason. Ruth was acting like she was 19 herself and had certainly dressed to impress the poor boy. Her short silver hair looked sharp swept back and she was wearing an outfit that no normal 66 year old woman would dare wear. Her skirt was short as it was and sitting on the couch it had ridden up higher still, exposed legs that were a bit full but shapely still. Ruth had shed the blazer that at least had kept her looking somewhat tasteful, and now in the sleeveless yellow top Ruth was giving Jason an opportunity to see what her considerable assets looked like without a bra. Jason, also having had some wine, was now not even pretending not to look at Ruth's breasts as they hung down to her waist unsupported. "Mine would hang down like that too without a bra," Elsie said softly to herself as she stared enviously at the woman she adored who enjoyed the attention her double D's usually got, although hers wouldn't hang down like that because of their size like Ruth's did. Jason was clearly both overwhelmed and interested at the attention Ruth was giving him and she couldn't blame him for that because even though it might be silly for a senior citizen to dress and act like that in front of a teenager, she was able to pull it off despite carrying about ten or 15 pounds too much. Elsie had to admit that she wasn't much better, having dressed up for this fake birthday party herself, although she had kept it tasteful. Elsie took a deep breath and went out with the cake to rejoin the party and try to rescue Jason if she could. "Sorry I don't have 66 candles," Elsie said as she lit the solitary one on top of the cake she had hurriedly baked for the birthday party Ruth had decided to throw herself. "I can't believe you baked this for me," Ruth said with a wink as the three of them sat on the edge of the couch and looked at the cake before Ruth blew out the candle, with Jason sitting in between the two grandmothers. "I can't believe you're 66 years old," Jason said as his grandmother served the cake while Ruth refilled the glasses with the wine she had brought for the occasion. "Why is that honey? Did you think I was older?" Ruth snickered. "No. Heck no. I mean, you look a lot younger than that. You're so pretty," Jason said. "What did you figure I was?" Ruth said, and Elsie cringed when her friend thrust out her chest and asked "44?" "I guess," Jason responded, innocently not understanding what Ruth was referring to. "Boy, you know how to sweet talk a woman don't you Jason?" Ruth responded as she put her arm around Jason's shoulder and gave him a squeeze. "Well, it's true. Grandma is beautiful too. She doesn't look any older than my Mom," Jason said. "He's a dangerous young man," Ruth said as she held him close to her, the side of her breast against his arm. "He's after us both." "Oh, I think he's just being nice," Elsie said of her grandson. "Hey, did you make a wish when you blew out the candle?" Jason asked Ruth. "I did. Want to know what it was?" Ruth asked. "It won't come true if you say it out loud," Elsie reminded her saucy friend before she embarrassed herself. "It never comes true anyway. I was hoping a handsome young Price would come by and sweep me off my feet. You know anybody like that Jason?" Ruth asked her friend's grandson. "No," Jason replied. "I wish for stuff like that too but it never happens." "You wish for princes?" "No," Jason giggled. "Girls." "A cute guy like you?" Ruth asked. "You should have them climbing over you as handsome as you are." "No, I don't do well with girls." "You had a girlfriend," Elsie reminded him. "She broke up with me though, on account of she said I didn't know how to kiss," Jason confessed. "Well that's silly." Elsie remarked. "She must be an idiot," Ruth exclaimed. "She should have tried to teach you." "That's what I told her," Jason said. "Show me." "What?" "Kiss me," Ruth repeated. "I..." "You said I was pretty, or were you lying?" Ruth challenged. "No. You are." "Then pretend I'm your girlfriend," Ruth said as she swiveled on the cushion and leaned towards Jason. "Let's see if she was right ot not." "Is it okay Grandma?" Jason asked. "I guess," Elsie said just before her friend made Jason face her before pressing her lips against his. Two Grandmas Rocking On The Porch Elsie gasped when she saw her friend kiss her grandson passionately, and after Ruth let Jason go a few seconds later she smiled. "Try it again honey, only this time relax a little and part your lips a bit. Like this." This kiss went a little better, and Ruth ended up leaning against the back of the couch, put there either because she had pulled Jason onto her or he had enthusiastically done it himself. "Ruth please," Elsie heard herself whispering as she watched her friend take Jason's hand and put it on her breast as they necked, and after a second of shock her grandson had started to squeeze the yielding flesh like it was a gigantic bicycle horn. "Now that was a birthday kiss," Ruth exclaimed after the two broke it off. "That's how you do it." Jason was red-faced when he looked at his grandmother but she decided to pretend she hadn't seen what went on as they finished their cake. "You know who's a really good kisser Jason?" Ruth asked as the boy stared at her plump nipples poking at the blouse that his groping had helped make hard. "Your grandmother." "I kiss Grandma a lot," Jason said. "But not like we just did." "Maybe she will help you practice - not that you need much more because you did fine," Ruth assured him. "Um - I have to use the restroom," Jason said as he rose and went down the hall. "How could you?" Elsie said. "It was easy. We had a nice talk while you were in the kitchen," Ruth explained. "Jason apologized for looking up my dress before but I told him it was okay, and then I asked him if that was the first pussy he had even seen and he said no." "I know. We had a chat before you came and he told me he got a glimpse of his mother." "Yeah, Jason said he had seen two pussies before but they both had hair and he liked that better," Ruth related. "Two? Oh, I guess he saw his girlfriend's..." "No, the other one was yours," Ruth said, taking delight in the shocked expression on Elsie face while making sure Jason was still in the bathroom. "Me?" "He made me promise not to say anything so keep that in mind. I don't think the boy is used to wine," Ruth whispered. "Anyway, Jason said that he slipped into your bedroom one morning and saw you in bed. The sheet was off you and your nightgown had ridden up so he got a nice look." "Dear god!" Elsie said. "Don't you dare say anything," Ruth warned. "I think it's sweet and erotic." "You would." "Well, he's got the hots for you - and for your pussy which is even hairier than his Mom's," Ruth said. "How did you like that kiss?" "I shouldn't say this but it was - interesting," Elsie admitted. "I think I'm going to go to hell." "I hope he's not jerking off in the bathroom," Ruth said. "And I also hope that you aren't going to be a spectator when he comes back here." "I..." "Leave it to me," Ruth said as the toilet flushed and the sink ran, and then the lad rejoined the two grandmothers. "We thought you might have fallen in," Ruth cackled as he patted the cushion between her and Elsie, and after he sat down Ruth added, "It must be tough to pee with a hard-on, huh Jason?" "Don't pay any attention to her," his grandmother urged the blushing boy. "I think the wine made her silly. If she says something that offends you tell her to button her lip." "No, it's okay," Jason assured her. "She's funny. Like one of the guys." "But I don't look like a guy, do I honey?" Ruth cooed as she put her hand on the lad's knee. "No," Jason gulped. "You aren't scared of me are you Jason?" Ruth asked, and when he shook his head no Ruth continued. "That's good. I mean, when your Grandma was in the kitchen we had a nice talk. A very interesting chat. Would you like to tell your Grandma about it?" "Omigod no," Jason said. "Please." "I'm not going to say anything. I want you to tell her," Ruth said as her hand squeezed the skinny thigh it was on. "She won't be mad. I swear. I know her too well. She's like you. She's a little shy and blushes a lot but she would think what you did was cute. Like I did." "I can't." "Tell you what I'll do. If you tell her," Ruth said before leaning over and whispering in the boy's ear something Elsie couldn't hear but that started with, "I'll..." "Would you like that? Did your girlfriend ever do that for you?" Ruth asked Jason who to Elsie looked like a deer in the headlights as he shook his head no. "Go ahead babe. Tell your Grandma." "I - uh - the last time I stayed over," Jason began, mumbling as sweat appeared on his brow. "I needed the key to the shed and you were still sleeping so I went into your bedroom to get them out of your pocketbook." "Oh. That's okay," Elsie blurted out. "No problem with that. Who wants another slice of cake?" "That isn't all the story Elsie," Ruth said to her friend before turning back to the lad. "Keep going Jason." "But all this cake," Elsie sputtered. "It will go to waste if we don't..." "Enough with the frigging cake Elsie," Ruth snapped. "I didn't mean to but you were asleep and I had to walk past the bed to get the key," Jason rambled. "The sheet had fallen off of you and your nightgown was up around your waist. I saw your privates. It was an accident, I swear." "That wasn't so tough was it?" Ruth commented. "Elsie isn't mad either, are you?" "No. What's done is done." Elsie sighed although she was flustered by the fact that Jason had seen her like that. "Now that your Jason has come clean, why don't you tell him your little secret before I give Jason his reward for being so honest?" Ruth chided her friend. "What?" "I told your grandson that if he told you what he told me about seeing your pussy, I told Jason I would suck his cock." "Ruth," Elsie whined. "Tell Jason what you did," Ruth practically ordered her friend. "Either you tell him or I will, but I think he would like hearing it from you more." "Yesterday," Elsie said as her nervous habit of wringing her hands returned. "After you took a shower I went down to replace the towels from the hall closet, and when I passed your room the door was open." "I know," Jason said. "I always leave it open when I stay up here." "I knew it!" Ruth cackled and the hand that had been massaging Jason's thigh patted it excitedly. "You wanted me to see you?" Elsie asked. "Yeah, I guess," Jason said sheepishly, adding, "I knew you wouldn't laugh at me." "Laugh?" Elsie asked. "Yeah, the guys at school always used to tease me and make fun of me when we changed clothes for gym," Jason explained. "Tell Jason what you told me about what you saw, Elsie," Ruth instructed. "I told you Jason was beautiful," Elsie admitted as she tried to look at her grandson in the eye. "I said he was very - blessed." "That's not quite what she said honey," Ruth said as she moved her hand up from the lad's thigh. "She said she couldn't believe how big your cock is, and now I want to see for myself." Elsie was holding Jason's hand as Ruth pulled the zipper of the boy's slacks down, and it was impossible to tell which of their palms were sweatier as Ruth reached into the open fly and groped around. "Where the heck - oh! You've got it tucked down between your legs," Ruth declared. "Why don't you stand up so we can get your clothes out of the way?" Elsie could see how terrified her grandson was as he got up and stood in front of the two of them. His hands were clenched and his knees were weak, and although his grandmother was equally nervous Ruth was only concerned about getting Jason's clothes off. The belt came undone and the slender lad's pants dropped right to the carpet when it did. "You should be the one to take his boxers off Elsie," Ruth said but Elsie shook her head no while mumbling something about how she shouldn't even be watching this, but she didn't move either. It was left up to Ruth to grab the elastic of the boy's baggy boxers to take them down, and she did so with a slowness that she was clearly enjoying. "Such a slender fellow - you must take after your Grandma in that," Ruth announced as the striped boxers slid down further until they uncovered the modest nest of golden curls. "Ooh... you've got a little hair down there don't you - and the curtains match the drapes. Here we go." Ruth was acting like she was announcing a game or something, expressing surprise and delight when she saw the thickness of the base of Jason's cock, and she kept on describing what she was unveiling until she finally got past the tip of the long foreskin and let the boxers drop. "Yes - Jason's everything you said he was and more," Ruth declared as she reached over and grabbed the flaccid tube in her hand, and the lad groaned when his grandmother's friend pulled down on the rubbery organ, stretching it to the limit while Jason shifted his weight from foot to foot. "I can feel the blood surging though this big boy. Feel it Elsie. He's getting hard," Ruth said as she milked the cock. "If you aren't going to help me at least play with his nuts. He won't mind, will you Jason?" "No," Jason groaned in a voice that sound strangled, and Elsie watched in disbelief at her own hand which seemed to act on Ruth's command, came up and cupped the meaty balls, rolling the wrinkled hairless pouch in her palm while marveling at their weight. The two women looked up at Jason, but the boy was staring at the ceiling as his cock became erect, and as Ruth's hand slid up and down the pale monster she eased the foreskin back to expose the bulbous head which had a pearl of pre-cum at the opening. "A cute John Holmes he is. Head the size of a plum and at least nine inches long," Ruth whispered to her friend before looking back up at Jason and announcing to the lad, "Down here honey. This is where the action is." After Jason looked down Ruth gave him a smile before opening her mouth and bringing the boy's cock to her lips, and as she leaned forward she left a lipstick trail on the throbbing organ. "Holy shit!" Jason cried out, and then quickly apologized for his language as Ruth went about halfway down the length of him before sliding back to the tip while his grandmother found herself churning his scrotum in her hand. "You like?" Ruth said after the tip cleared her lips, and after the lad nodded like a happy puppy she flicked her tongue at the tip before her lips went plunging back down even further. Elsie wanted to run or at least turn away but she was frozen in place and even worse was aiding this by milking Jason's balls with a hand that was almost as wrinkled as the sac they were housed in. Next to Elsie her friend Ruth was wide-eyed with her hand on Jason's hip as her face kept thrusting forward harder and faster, the sloppy slurping sound sounding vulgar as she strained to make more than half of the boy's cock glisten with her saliva. "Grandma," Jason almost sobbed as he reached down and grabbed Elsie's wrist. "Can't help it. Can't hold it!" "It's okay honey," Elsie told her grandson after breaking out of her daze, and as she kneaded his testicles even harder she told him, "She doesn't want you to." "AW!" Jason cried out as his entire body shook, most noticeably his legs as Ruth made a little gagging sound, recovering quickly as the lad cam hard and fast, and the silver-haired senior kept sucking even as semen drooled out of the corners of her mouth. Ruth only stopped when Jason went limp, and after she took his spent cock out of her mouth and let go she turned to face Elsie with her mouth open slightly before leaning over and kissing her friend. Taken aback at first, Elsie found herself returning the affection and although she shivered when Ruth's gooey tongue pushed into her mouth she accepted it. When the two woman finally broke the kiss, Elsie noticed that her grandson seemed more shocked at seeing them kiss than the fact that he had just gotten oral sex for the first time. "Your grandmother and I - let's just say that we're more than friends," Ruth said softly. "Aren't we Elsie?" "Yes," Elsie admitted in a cracking voice. "I know you don't understand. All I ask is that you not tell your..." "I'm not telling anybody," Jason assured her, his reaction seconding his words. "I think it's great." "With that out of the way, what do you say the three of us go to bed so we can all get better acquainted?" Ruth said, and Jason even reached down and extended his hands to help the two ladies off the couch before they went down the hall. *** When the three of them got to Elsie's room she did something that she had never done before. When Ruth had joined her in the bedroom Elsie had always left the picture of her late husband up, in a slightly warped way figuring that the horny old coot would have loved to watch the two of them rolling around in the hay. Now the picture frame got placed face down because what was going to happen was against everything normal. Her beloved grandson was talking off his shirt and socks and was now as naked as the day he was born and soon Elsie knew that she would be too, along with Ruth. "Not so bright," Elsie asked Ruth when she turned the knob of the light switch all the way up, and Ruth started to give her friend a hard time before she recognized the pleading in Elsie's eyes and dimmed it somewhat. "Better?" Ruth asked, and although it was still too bright for Elsie she nodded that it was okay. Ruth had no shame and was not shy about baring her 66 year old body in the naked light of day despite the fact that while she was a very well put together senior citizen, she was just that. Elsie on the other hand, saw every flaw in her 65 year old self, most noticeably her sagging breasts and the slightly soft stomach that were much more obvious to her than others. "Your Grandma here doesn't realize how sexy she still is not matter how often I remind her of that," Ruth said as Jason sat down on the edge of the bed while the two women moved over near him. "I know," Jason said before admitting to his grandmother, "Lots of times at home when I feel horny I take out that picture of you in your bathing suit with Mom and me at the beach and jerk off." Elsie winced while her friend cackled, and Ruth told her friend, "That's the way boys are Elsie. You should know that by now. Now why don't we get these clothes off of you?" "Please - Jason wants to see you much more," Elsie said.' "I want to see both of you," Jason said eagerly as his hand pulled on his rubbery dick. "This is the greatest night of my life." "Let's get this off of you," Ruth said, and reluctantly Elsie lifted her arms so the flowered blouse could be lifted easily over her head, and Ruth held the garment around Elsie's wrists so that her arms were upraised. "Your grandmother did a little gardening for the occasion," Ruth noted as she saw the deep hollows of Elsie's underarms were creamy smooth and sparkling with sweat. "Yeah. I saw that Grandma had shaved her armpits after she got out of the shower this afternoon," Jason declared. "Oh you did now?" Ruth asked. "Yeah. I kinda like it when she lets the hair grow for a while," Jason sheepishly added. "She looks like Paula Cole that way." "Your Grandma doesn't shave sometimes for me because I think she looks sexy when she's furry - like an aging hippie, and she likes it when I do this," Ruth explained as she leaned over and nibbled the moist caverns. "I like it too." "Oh man," Jason sat as he squirmed on the bed, and then Ruth was standing behind his grandmother, her Amazon-like body dwarfing Elsie's lithe form as she nibbled on Elsie's neck while unhooking her bra. Elsie's eyes were screwed shut as she felt the hooks come free one by one, wishing that if this was going to happen she looked like she did thirty years ago, but that wasn't going to be. The last hook came undone and the weight of Elsie's long slender breasts pushed the bra aside, exposing them to her grandson. The aureolas that covered the entire ends of the tubular tits were discovered with little bumps and the fat nipples were erect and throbbing. "I love these banana boobs," Ruth was saying as she reached around and cupped them, kneading the plaint flesh roughly for the boy's benefit. "Me too," Jason said as he stared open mouthed at his grandmother being undressed. Ruth looked over Elsie's slender freckled shoulder at the eager young lad before undoing Elsie's skirt and letting it fall. Then Ruth did to Elsie's panties what she had done to Jason's underwear, pulling them down ever-so-slowly for the eager lad. The timberline of the reddish-brown bush with just a sprinkling of silver mixed in was revealed very quickly as the cotton was lowered, and after the entire lush triangle was exposed Ruth slid the undies down Elsie's legs. "Look at Jason," Ruth whispered huskily in her friends ear. His cock is almost hard again already." Elsie nodded when she looked down and saw that her grandson was not pulling on a flaccid hose any more. His fist was stroking that over-sized prong while his chest heaved excitedly and he grinned even wider when Ruth reached around and fluffed up the dense thicket even more. "You like your Grandma's hairy pussy don't you honey?" Ruth cooed. "Lay down on your back baby." "No - don't," Elsie was saying when after Jason had slid backwards towards the headboard, her friend was coaxing her onto the bed, forcing her to spread her legs and knee-walk up until she was straddling Jason, whose cock was erect and arched backwards on his stomach. "Let me help," Ruth insisted as she lifted Jason's stiff manhood upright. "I think I'm going to cum before either up you." "Omigod!" Elsie cried out when she felt what Ruth was doing, rubbing the tip of her grandson's tool up and down the length of her opening. "Feels nice don't it honey?" Ruth asked and laughed when both grandmother and grandson replied, "Yes." "Then ease down on it Elsie," Ruth instructed. "Slowly." "Too big," Elsie gasped as she clutched onto Ruth's shoulder for balance. "Bullshit. Ease down slow. Make your boy a man." "Oh man. Feels so good!" Jason cried out as slowly but surely his member slid into his Grandma, whose eyes were rolled back in her head as she was impaling herself with her friends help. "Grab the headboard and ride that cock," Ruth implored with eyes that were wide as Jason's, and she even helped get Elsie's hands to grasp the thick wood just above Jason's skull as she leaned over him. "A second!" Elsie gasped, "let me - catch breath," she managed to choke out as the searing pain in her pussy began to dull, and then Ruth's hand was on her freckled back, first rubbing and then helping Elsie rock slowly on Jason. "Grab those hangers of your Grandma's," Ruth instructed Jason, who didn't need to be asked twice as his hands grabbed the swaying tubes that were dangling near his face. "She don't mind them treated rough." "Like this?" Jason asked as he kneaded the very plaint flesh. "That's the boy," Ruth said as she leaned over to watch the action from behind, and when she saw that Elsie was only riding about half of her grandson's monster cock she scolded her friend. "Get down on that cock girlfriend," Ruth chirped as she put his hands on Elsie's bony shoulders and applied a little downward pressure, causing Elsie to cry out as she took in nearly all of it. "Splitting me in two," Elsie grunted as Ruth massaged Jason's balls. "You need it honey, and after he gets done with you I'm going to take every inch of that," Ruth declared as she smiled at the sloppy sounds of a stiff cock going in and out of a wet pussy. "That's it - hump him harder!" "Going to..." Elsie managed to blurt out before her aging body writhed and contorted and her shaking hands made the headboard creak and crack. The howl that Elsie let out as she came sounded unearthly, and Ruth held onto her friend as her body quivered and shuddered like it hadn't in decades before she went almost limp. Two Grandmas Rocking On The Porch "Sorry," Jason said after Ruth helped Elsie climb off her grandson and land on her back in the bedding. "You came?" Ruth asked as she looked first and Jason's limp cock and then at Elsie's pussy where his semen was oozing out into the bush. "When Grandma started yelling my dick got crushed and that felt so good it made me shoot," Jason explained as he apologized. "Is she okay?" "Heck yes. You made her cum like a freight train," Ruth said as she crawled over and lifted Elsie's still-shaking legs up over her shoulders. "Take a rest for a few minutes and let me clean the old gal up." "Oh no," Elsie moaned as Ruth's face went into the soggy bush and began licking her gaping pussy, savoring both her friend's juices and the boy's warm sap, but although Elsie protested she also squeezed her thighs around Ruth's head. Elsie's vision was still blurry but she was able to see her grandson now kneeling next to them, excitedly watching Ruth go down on her. She looked at Jason's spent manhood, now sticky and limp but no less impressive looking as it swayed down near the bedding. I just had sex with my grandson, Elsie thought. I just had sex with my baby, and even though Jason was 19 he was and always would be her baby no matter what the calendar said. He was a virgin and now he was changed forever, with the evidence being lapped up by her friend. "Ruth?" Elsie called out. "You realize you're the only one dressed here?" "Oh yeah! I forgot" Ruth cackled from Elsie's crotch, and after she straightened up to kneeling position and undid her skirt she lifted her blouse up over her head. "Now THOSE are breasts," Elsie told her hypnotized grandson who was gawking at Ruth's huge pendulous breasts bared for the first time. "You like?" Ruth asked as she wiped a stray pussy hair from her sticky cheek before hefting the weighty globes proudly, and Jason nodded briskly. "Ever eat pussy before?" Ruth asked, and after she got the expected response she asked, "Want to eat mine?" "Don't know how." "Only one way to learn - if you want to that is," Ruth suggested, and with that she rolled onto her back next to Elsie and spread her legs wide. "You can eat us both out while you recharge. Just get your face down there and start licking." Jason moved over and knelt between Ruth's plump thighs and stared at the smooth mound with the large labia shining with fluids, finally putting his hand on the senior's pussy and rubbing it with his palm. "So smooth," Jason remarked. "It won't bite you, if that's what you're afraid of," Ruth commented, and the lad laughed at that before he bent down and put his mouth on the fold, flicking his tongue a couple of times before he felt Ruth's hands in his scalp, pulling his nose and mouth in. "That's it, lick that cunt," Ruth yelped as she directed Jason's head where she wanted it, and soon Jason was getting into it, making snorting and slobbering sounds as his tongue worker hard. Elsie had rolled over to watch her grandson go down on her friend, and seeing Ruth on her back with her massive breasts rolling from side to side as she writhed around, decided to play with them. Jason was trying hard and Ruth was clearly enjoying his efforts, but Elsie could tell that what she wanted was Jason's dick so she moved down to the end of the bed so see if she could help bring it back to life. He had just cum twice, Elsie knew, but he was young and seemingly very virile after saving himself for about 19 years Elsie looked at her baby kneeling between Ruth legs doing what she herself loved doing so much, and she was stunned at what Jason looked like on his knees with his legs spread. Almost unrecognizable to someone who had powdered that very backside many times almost two decades ago. Oh sure, his legs were boyishly skinny and practically hairless like they had always been, but what was hanging between his bowed thighs was incredibly manly. His testicles were swaying in a big wrinkled sac, the left one especially large, and the underside of Jason's flaccid penis looked even more monstrous than the topside with a network of veins running up the shaft and the bulbous glans bulging under the incredibly long foreskin. Elsie's hand took hold of Jason's balls and started rolling them around in her palm, amazed at the weight of the meaty nuts, and Jason added sounds of pleasure while still lapping away. Elsie let her right hand slide up into the crack of her grandson's rear while using her left to push apart his little butt cheeks. Jason's anus looked as pure as the rest of him, the little puckered ring pink and pert. She let the tip of her index finger stroke the balloon knot, which made the lad shudder, and then let her finger push a bit into his anus. "OOH!" "Did I hurt you honey?" Elsie asked. "No Grandma. It feels good." "What's going on down there?" Ruth wanted to know. "Grandma - she's playing with my butt," Jason choked. "She has her finger..." "She has her finger in your asshole?" Ruth asked in finishing the lad's sentence for him before yelling down to her friend. "Is he getting hard?" "Goodness! Give the boy some time," Elsie chortled as she kept sliding her finger in and out of Jason while using her other hand to grab her grandson's dangling manhood. Elsie started pulling on the rubbery hose, milking him like he was a cow. She was amazed at how elastic Jason's organ was as she stretched the dick way down, and while she felt it get a little firmer it still had a ways to go. "Let a real ass mistress take over," Ruth commanded as she squirmed out from under Jason's red and wet face and had him lay on his back, instructing him to grab the backs of his thighs and pull them up towards his face. "Like this?" Jason said as Ruth squirmed down while Elsie came back up to the headboard. "Perfect. Oh boy, his anus was made for rimming!" Ruth declared as she dipped her finger into the tiny orifice. "Hey Elsie, can your boy suck his own cock?" "I don't know," Elsie replied before grabbing his semi-turgid manhood and stretching it up towards Jason's face. "I can lick the tip when it's hard and my back feels limber," Jason blurted out, surprising his grandmother by sticking his tongue out, and he sheepishly added, "Sometimes I get bored when I'm home alone." "Well I'm going to get that cock hard if it's the last thing I do," Ruth said as she bent down and began to lick Jason's anus while Elsie pulled and jerked his cock, and it was obvious what Ruth had done when Jason let out a howl. "Mrs. - I mean Ruth!" Jason practically screamed at his grandmother who was watching her wild-eyed baby experiencing what she herself often had. "She's got her tongue in my heinie!" From down between Jason's legs Ruth let out a snort of laughter when she heard that, but that didn't slow her down or keep her from jabbing her tongue in and out of the boy, and Elsie announced that her efforts were being rewarded. "It's - it's getting hard!" Elsie chirped with glee as she felt the blood surge in her grandson's lengthening organ. "His penis is getting hard again! Oh my stars! He really can lick the tip of it!" "Damn!" Ruth said after lifting her head to watch, her tongue aching from trying to swab the lad's bowels with it. "Never saw that in person, but I want that thing in my cunt now!" Ruth pulled Jason's legs down to the bedding and showing amazing limberness for a senior citizen, climbed over Jason's crotch and grabbed his newly engorged organ, placing the knob at her opening and easing down. "Damn!" Ruth exclaimed as her pussy took in Jason's member slowly while she eased down on it. "It feels even bigger than it looks." Elsie smiled as her friend took in the immense organ with much less trouble that she had, and then Ruth was rocking on Jason's lap, the slushy sound as she bounced up and down as loud as Ruth's ribald commentary. "That's it - oh that feels so good - please don't cum yet - almost there!" Ruth chanted as she grabbed her silver scalp in her fists and writhed around wildly. "That's it - play with my tits! Squeeze my nipples. Harder" Jason had all he could do to hold on to the moist jugs, his tiny hands no match for the mammoth breasts, so Elsie helped him kneaded them while Ruth declared to the two of them as well as half of Ballston Spa by yelling, "CUMMING!". As she always did, Ruth came hard and loud, and when she had stopped writhing and contorting Ruth climbed off of the lad's cock which was glistening with fluids and still quite hard, to her delight. "Climb on and put me through the headboard Sweetie," Ruth told Jason as they changed positions, and after bringing his weapon to the parted labia he eased in. "Hard and fast Jason. The harder the better." Jason began thrusting in what he thought was a hard manner, enjoying the somewhat roomier pussy of his grandmother's friend, but she kept telling him to go hard. After looking at his Grandma who shrugged her shoulders and nodded, he began thrusting as hard as he could, bouncing on Ruth like she was a trampoline. "Yes!" Ruth hissed as her feet kicked in the air, and after clawing at the boy's shoulders and back she began mauling her own breasts. Seeing Ruth massage her own breasts was clearly something Jason enjoyed watching, so he straightened up as best her could while still sliding his tool deep in the senior, and Elsie thought his eyes were going to pop out. "You like watching Ruthie do that, don't you?" Elsie said to her grandson, and the sweaty lad nodded eagerly. "You too," Jason grunted. "Me - yes I do like watching," Elsie admitted while watching Ruth squirm in the sheets and knead the doughy breasts. "No Grandma. You do it to your own boobies too," Jason explained, and when Elsie told him that she could hardly compete with Ruth he shook his head and added, "Please? I love your boobies." Elsie looked down at her slender banana boobs, which had nothing in common with her friends except for also hanging down to her waist, but her friend chimed it by suggesting as her head got pushed closer to the headboard, "Stretch those puppies out for the boy. That's so hot when you do that." "Oh man!" Jason declared when after his grandmother's weathered hands went to her own breasts, her gentle massaging of the very plaint flesh becoming rougher, and soon she had taken the plump nipples between her thumbs and index fingers and raised the hangers slowly until her breasts were sticking straight out like they used to do when they were perky and firmer. It hurt Elsie to lift her breasts out like that, and the stretched flesh looked stressed, but it was something that Elsie had discovered she enjoyed. Along with the discomfort came a strange pleasure, much like the playful breast torture she and her late husband had enjoyed countless time. As Elsie pulled and twisted her nipples she was rubbing her thighs together as well, and she knew she was going to cum soon but so was Ruth. The two seniors came at the same time with the bed protesting with the three of them on it bouncing, but after their orgasms ebbed there was still the matter of Jason. "You didn't cum honey?" the women asked almost in unison as Jason pulled his cock out of Ruth's puffy mound, his manhood now an angry crimson and very erect. "I tried not to shoot too fast this time," Jason shrugged. "And you succeeded," his grandmother proudly added. "Why don't you come up this way?" Ruth suggested. "Just knee-walk up over my hips and put that big boy right between my tits." "Like this?" Jason asked as he moved up and put his swollen prick in between the mountains of flesh where it promptly disappeared in the sweaty slick cavern when Ruth squeezed her breasts together." "Perfect. You like?" Ruth asked. "Oh man!" was the lad's reply as he began thrusting away, turning to his grandmother and suggesting they could do that do sometime too. "Maybe," was Elsie's answer, biting her tongue before she said something like being able to tie her breasts in a knot around his manhood. Elsie didn't want to ruin Jason's fun and besides, he really did seem to find what she was ashamed of attractive. So did Ruth, and while they were probably trying to be nice, maybe she wasn't as bad looking as she thought. In front of her, her grandson was cumming and Ruth was cackling after a jet of cum escaped her cavernous cleavage and landed on her chin. The rest of Jason's seed trickled down over Ruth's collarbone and neck, and the crimson organ that Ruth released from captivity looked sore and dead. The three of them ended up in a tangle on the bed, with Jason cuddling up to his grandmother and Ruth making him part of the human sandwich for a while before Jason excused himself for a moment. "Got to use the bathroom," Jason announced as he climbed out of bed. "Need some help?" Ruth offered as Jason left the room, and he laughed as he went into the bathroom. "He didn't know you were serious," Elsie said, knowing full well that her friend's sexual appetite was as varied as it was insatiable. "He'll learn in time hopefully," Ruth said. "I wouldn't have any problem letting him hose me down. He's beautiful and you are one lucky old broad." "His butt looks so cute when he walks," Elsie opined, wincing when Ruth cupped her sore breast gently. "Tastes as good as it looks," Ruth informed her friend. "I like the way his cock swings when he walks, like an elephant's trunk. I wonder how it would feel in my ass?" "You are a shameless hussy," Elsie informed her friend. "Just imagining doing it. I don't think my plumbing could take it these days," Ruth explained. As for you, I can only hope that you include me in your fun occasionally in the future." "No, this will never happen again," Elsie said firmly. "This - what happened - this was all your doing. That and the wine. Hopefully it will be forgotten in time." "Bull," Ruth snapped. "I saw your face when he was fucking you. You're hooked on him and I don't blame you." "Jason will find somebody his own age," Elsie declared. "Now that he has confidence he will..." "Jason loves you," Ruth said. "Way beyond Grandma love. You can see it in his eyes." "He looked that way at you too." "He likes me but he is head over heels about you. Trust me. You won't have to seduce him next time," Ruth declared in a authoritative manner. "Before long that hairy pussy of yours will be swallowing up that foot long whenever you can." "His penis is not a foot long," Elsie said. "You always exaggerate everything. He's not a freak." "Felt like a foot to me," Ruth admitted after rubbing her reddened mound. "I don't think I could take another round believe it or not." "The insatiable Ruth Mundy has had enough? Now I've heard everything," Elsie chuckled but then added, "I don't even think I can walk." Jason returned, cupping his hands over his privates as he rejoined the two seniors in bed, and that got a big laugh from the ladies. "Elsie? Do you mind if I stay overnight?" Ruth asked. "With the wine and all? I'll sleep on the couch." "Don't be silly," Elsie replied. "No Ruth. Please stay in here," Jason earnestly chirped. "When will I ever get a chance to sleep with the two most beautiful women in the world again?" "Hopefully a lot more times," Ruth answered before turning to her friend. "He's a charmer." "I know," Elsie cooed in response. *** Although Ruth was exhausted she didn't sleep very soundly. It wasn't the bed, which she had been comfortable in the many times she had shared it with Elsie since first seducing her about four years ago, and it wasn't the presence of Elsie's grandson although she had spent a lot of time looking at the lad's cock as it rested on his hip while he slept, looking like a snake that had swallowed a mouse in the dim light that came from the hall. The mild insomnia was just something that occasionally happened as Ruth aged, and her pills were home, but it didn't help that while she was sore she was also horny even after all of that sex. On the other side of the bed Ruth heard Jason's voice, and then Elsie rolled over onto her side and rested on her elbow facing her grandson while being nosy by nature Ruth strained to hear. "Does it bother you?" Elsie was asking. "Me being - you know - intimate with another lady? With Ruth?" "Gosh no," Jason replied. "It's no fun being alone, and Mom always worried about you after Grandpa passed. She's a nice lady. Really funny too." "I love her," Elsie said. "I'm glad you like her too." "We're going to keep on doing this aren't we?" Jason whispered. "This isn't just something to celebrate Ruth's birthday is it?" "I suspect we will," Elsie sighed as Ruth silently celebrated being right again. "It's not right but I can't say no to you. What the? Oh my. You're hard again." "Can't help it," Jason said as he reached over to his grandmother and put her hand between her legs. "I love how hairy you are down there." "Honey, I really can't right now," Elsie explained. "It was so good but I'm so sore - it's been so many years and your penis is enormous." "I lied to you before," Jason admitted. "Remember when I told you how when I went into your room when you were asleep and your nightie was up high and the sheet was down? "Yes." "Um - I didn't touch your nightie but I did kinda pull the sheet down a little," Jason confessed. "And I did more than look. When I saw how beautiful you were my dick got hard and I - I masturbated while I looked at you." "Oh. Well, after all I've done here, I can't really say anything," Elsie said. "I do that a lot," Jason explained. "When you're outside and stuff I look through the blinds at you and play with myself." "I'm flattered for some reason that I can still arouse a man. I guess young fellows do that a lot. If I had a penis I probably would too." "I like it when you say penis and stuff like that and Ruth says all kinds of four-letter words," Jason giggled. "It's so opposite." "Opposites attract I guess," Elsie said softly. "Maybe tomorrow night we can do it some more." "Okay," Jason said, but the dejection in his voice was obvious. Ruth was about to volunteer to help the lad out but her friend was not going to turn away from her baby in his time of need so Ruth watched as Elsie got up on her knees and moved to Jason's hip. "Can't have you try to fall asleep like that," Elsie whispered as she lifted her grandson's erection upright and bent over it. Ruth watched the silhouettes in the dim light, with her friend's mouth taking the monolith between her lips and letting her mouth slide up and down while Jason moaned softly. Up and down Elsie's head went, and the more Ruth watched the more frisky she got. Her friend's ass was so close that when Elsie bent over the sight of her furry crack was too much for Ruth. "I think we woke Ruth up," Elsie declared, briefly taking her grandson's manhood out of her mouth to explain why her cocksucking was getting a little sloppy before going back down on his swollen weapon. "What's she doing?" Jason asked as he looked over at the silver haired senior whose face was buried in his Grandma' butt crack. "Oh - I get it. That's awesome isn't it? I can't wait to do that myself to you guys." Elsie's response was muffled and Ruth's mouth was otherwise occupied, but if they could have answered their responses would have been resounding agreement. *** thank you for reading