One boy isn’t enough for a woman with my appetite. I called my other grandson into the room, the older one, who thought he was too grown for his granny’s games. “Get in here, you arrogant prick,” I barked. He froze, seeing his cousin face-down in my cunt. I didn’t give him time to process. I grabbed him by the belt and yanked him forward, forcing him to watch the spectacle.
“Look at how he laps it up,” I sneered, grinding my hips against the younger one’s mouth. “You think you’re a man? A real man knows how to serve the matriarch.” I reached down and ripped his pants open, pulling out his hard cock. It was twitching, desperate. I didn’t use a lubricant; I used the slime already coating my thighs. I guided his head down, sliding his shaft right into my soaking wet hole with one brutal thrust.
I groaned, the feeling of his thick cock stretching my aged walls. I started bouncing on him, my heavy tits swinging and slapping against his chest. “Yes, fuck your granny!” I screamed, the verbal abuse fueling the fire. “Take it from the woman who owns you!” I reached back and grabbed the younger one, pulling him up by the neck so he could watch the penetration. “Watch how he fills me, you little worm. This is how the bloodline stays strong.” I rode him harder, my pussy gripping him tight, the sound of our skin slapping echoing through the house
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