Chapter 8.

Peters face was still smarting as he told Wendy's Gran how she had slapped his face as he tried getting his hand up her dressed, Gran was not happy at hearing that her jumped up granddaughter had refused Peters advancers, she would whore for the likes of Trevor but not Peter, well she would see about that, Peter had been very kind to her when her husband had passed away, loaning her £500 which she was struggling to pay back, Peter had hinted that if it could be arranged for him to gain access into Wendy's knickers it would help pay off the loan.

Gran told Peter to stay there while she went and sorted her granddaughter out, she burst into Wendy's and told her in no uncertain terms that she had upset Peter and she should apologise, Wendy fired back that Peter was nothing but a dirty smelly old man, Gran took exception to that remark by saying so what dose Trevor's cock smell of roses, because it hadn't smelt like that when she had wrapped her lips around it, she was going to send Peter back to see her and she could apologise to him, before Wendy had time to say anymore Gran had walked out slamming the door,

Gran went back to Peter and told him she had calmed Wendy down and he should try again, when Peter knocked on Wendy's door she sheepishly let him in offering him a apology as she did, Perter told her it was ok just a misunderstanding that he was sure could be put right, he moved closer to her pretending to comfort her, the old goats hand wandered to the hem of Wendy's dress a and made its way up her trim thighs until it found the vee where her bare cunt nestled, she hadn't put her knickers on since Trevor's invasion, his nector was still ozzing from her twat, he nudged Wendy back until she fell back onto the sofa, Peter wasted no time in getting his 72yr old cock out that was stiff and ready for action, he thrust into her, Wendy couldn't believe that someone so old could feel so good.

Wendy encouraged Peter to give it to her unaware her Gran had sneaked in the back door and was now watching, a smile on her face knowing her debt to Peter was being paid, Wendy was now a prostitute a win win situation if ever there was one, she watched Wendy wrap her legs around Peter urging him deeper into her hor cunt, Peter felt his cock brush against Wendy's cervix a few more thrusts and he was knocking on the door to her womb, he could contain himself no longer and fired spurt after spurt up the hole in Wendy's cervix, Gran slipped out the back door a smug smile on her face, a job well done, Peter followed a short time later his arthritic joints feeling much better for the exercise they'd just had... More to follow