Entering his room, Joey shut the door behind him, walked over to the window, placed his phone on the sill, facing his neighbour’s house, and closed the curtains leaving his phone screen visible. “Joey, supper’s ready.” Granny called from downstairs. Indian sex video How long before supper?”, came Joey’s voice from across the house. “Yee-ass!!!||, he whispered excitedly as starting the recording he saw several of his female classmates bouncing around in their next to nothing nighties. He tried pulling back, out of Granny’s mouth, but the vice-like grip of her hand held him in place until his body could discharge no more man juices. Almost immediately, when his joystick reached full erection, he started to stroke it. His mind flooded with all the alternate universes he saw on television and in the movies as he wondered, “How the FUCK did I get here?”
“Joey, Joey,” Granny called to him snapping him out of his trance, “I know, you think of me as some sweet old lady, but it wasn’t always like this. Susie, his neighbour, had been talking to days about having a pyjama party tonight and, fulfilling his wildest (and wettest) dreams, he was going to record it.
