Her heart racing and body still flush with pleasure, Linda looks up at you from beneath your weight. A small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she takes in the sight of your sweaty, pleased expression. She reaches up to stroke your cheek gently before pulling you down for another passionate kiss.

"That's everything I needed," she whispers when you pull away to catch your breath. "I can't wait to see what Grandpa thinks."

As you pack up your equipment, Linda watches you with appreciation. She runs a hand through your hair, mussing it playfully, and leans in for one more tender kiss before saying goodbye. The air between you is charged with the memory of their passionate encounter, and as you walk out the door, she can't help but feel a newfound sense of closeness with her grandson...and excitement about showing off these photos to Grandpa.

As you continue to thrust between her legs, Grandma Linda's cries of pleasure fill the room. Her fingers tangle in your hair, guiding you closer still as she grinds her hips against yours in time with your movements. The sensation is overwhelming, and she feels herself climax hard, her body shuddering beneath yours as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her.

She gasps for air, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. "Oh God,"

seems to be made for this," she whispers, a wicked grin spreading across her lips. "I think we'll have to do this again sometime..." Her fingers slip down between your legs, giving you a teasing stroke that only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through your veins.

She leans in closer, nibbling at your earlobe as she whispers, "Maybe when I'm twenty-five again?"