"Ahhh…" The lonely older woman let out a soft, shaky moan, her body responding despite her mind's protests.
"It's wrong, Alex," Sandra said, putting her hand up on my cheek like she was telling her grandson something important, her voice soft but filled with conflict.
"It's not wrong, Sandra. Look at your nipples, they are so hard. Your body needs this really," I said as I pinched her nipples, rolling the stiff buds between my fingers and tugging them gently, feeling how they hardened even more under my touch.
"Oh God, it's too much," Sandra moaned, her body arching slightly as pleasure shot through her neglected breasts, her hand still resting on my cheek as she struggled to maintain her composure.
I slowly leaned down and took one of her nipples in my mouth and started sucking on it, my lips closing around the sensitive bud as my tongue swirled and flicked over it, sucking harder as I savored the soft, warm flesh of her heavy breast.
