She froze for a second and wondered just what things might be like under that denim.I got her!Miss Daisy!Jen and I played old ball together until I married Al. We were Jen and Jenna and were co-captains and alternating pitchers on the road team Grandma . She mentioned Jen some more and I just nodded.She searched her surroundings.Your boobs are amazing, Mom.I stroked her blonde sweaty amateur hair as her tongue worked its way from my balls, to my shaft, to the tip blonde granny of my cock.Eight and counting; I love these leg spreaders.It would have to be someone who knows everyone vying for captain.Olivia was just so excited.Walking up to the counter, not even feeling my legs do so, I found myself staring at a number of unopened beer cans. We sat right at the back in the middle and after about half an hour Jon told me to slowly slip out of my dress. I was wearing my new (ish - not my favourite) cheesecloth dress so it blonde was Grandma quite easy. There was no one within about 6 seats in any direction so I wasn’t that worried about being seen. It’s amazing, I sat there amateur naked for going on for an hour and no one noticed a thing. They obviously thought more of the film than I did. As it was coming to an end Jon told me to put my dress on again. I reckon that the only people that knew I was naked were Jon and me. In a way I was a little disappointed. Back home Jon decided that I was fit enough to take my punishment for using the ‘fucking’ machine before I was supposed to. I had to climb over the top of the ‘whipping-T’ for a spanking. It was quite comfortable, even when Jon put the velcro wrist and ankle cuffs on so that I couldn’t move. If it hadn’t been granny Jon there I could have got embarrassed as my wide-open pussy was on full view to anyone who was behind me; but at least I wouldn’t have been able to old see their faces.