Fool around

“Well… I… If you put it like that…” Abbie smiled sheepishly, allowing the old lady to talk her round, whilst still subconsciously stroking ‘Carl’.

Pearl put her fingers to her lips, moved forward and cautiously kissed the teenager.

“Mmmm,” Abbie sighed, all resistance dying away, as the old lady’s lips met hers. She felt Nana Pearl softly caressing her breast, through the flimsy material of the shift. Who had stolen her clothes? She idly wondered.

Almost before Abbie had time to realise it, the older woman’s experienced fingers were caressing her in other places and Abbie felt herself becoming wet under Pearl’s ministrations.

Slowly, Abbie felt herself being pushed onto her back on the bed. Pearl’s lips left hers and alighted on the tops of her breasts, where they emerged from the low neckline of the shift. At the same time she felt the hem being steadily hitched up. Abbie arched her back to aid the old lady in her seduction.

As soon as the hem was up over her large breasts, Abbie gasped with pleasure as Pearl attacked her teenage nipples with enthusiasm. As she was still coming to terms with this new onslaught, Abbie felt one of Pearl’s bony fingers slide into her slick pussy.

Abbie murmured incoherently as the old lady continued to finger fuck her. Pearl brought a lifetime of experience to her touch. When Pearl inserted a second digit, Abbie began mewing with pleasure. When she added a third, Abbie cried out for no more. When she added a fourth, Abbie began to shriek her pleasure in staccato bursts. As she did so, Pearl continued to relentlessly thrust in and out of the carer’s pussy with half a hand.

Finally, Pearl’s arm grew weak and her vibrator lay within easy reach, so ‘Carl’s untiring flesh finished the job for them both.