Grandma laid the phone back in its cradle and rolled over into my open arms.
"You're a bad, bad woman," I said to her as she nestled her head against my chest.
"Ain't I though," grandma answered with a smile as she stroked my balls and kissed my chest. "Ain't I though, you bad, bad boy."
We both laughed.
To Be Continued...
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