Elizabeth was taken aback for only a moment before returning JC's kiss with tenderness. Her hands came up to rest gently on his shoulders, feeling the strength and vitality beneath her fingertips. When they finally pulled apart, she met his eyes, her own filled with love and acceptance.

"And I you," she whispered. "Let's see where this journey takes us together."

Elizabeth let out a soft moan as JC's lips sought hers once more, his hands tracing gentle paths across her back and hips. The sensations that coursed through her were unexpected but welcome, bringing with them a sense of exhilaration and longing she hadn't felt in years. She wrapped her arms around him, feeling the warmth of their bodies pressed together as they explored each other in this new intimate way.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as Efe's lips brushed against her hip, just below where he had been slapping her. The sensation sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making it difficult for her to form coherent thoughts. She bit her lower lip, trying to focus on the moment and not worry about what might happen later.

"Yes," she managed to whisper hoarsely. "You can kiss me there."

Elizabeth's entire body tensed as Efe's lips brushed against her sensitive flesh. She had never experienced anything like this before, and yet somehow it felt right. The gentle pressure of his mouth combined with the heat of his breath sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else.

Her hands fumbled at his shoulders, digging into his skin as she arched her back further, seeking more contact. "Oh," she breathed out softly, feeling herself growing wet with desire. "That feels good..."

Her words were lost in the throes of passion as he continued to take her, his hips moving faster now, driving deeper into her with each thrust. Grandma Elizabeth's grip on his back tightened reflexively, her nails digging into his skin as she felt herself growing closer and closer to orgasm.

"Oh god," she moaned, arching her back and pressing her breasts against his chest. "Don't stop."

As he came inside her, Grandma Elizabeth let out a long, shuddering moan, her body tensing around him in release. Her legs trembled and her vision blurred as she felt the hot spurt of his semen filling her. Despite knowing that what they had just done was wrong on every level, she couldn't help but feel a sense of completion, of having given him something he needed at this moment.

With a shaky exhale, Elizabeth lowered her hands to her hips and reached behind herself, unhooking her bra. It fell away from her breasts, exposing them fully to the warm afternoon air. As Efe moaned against her hip, she felt his hands slide down her sides, skimming over her bare stomach and lower still until they cupped her bottom in a firm grip.

She bit back a cry of pain as he roughly pulled her toward him, grinding his erection against her exposed thong. "

Elizabeth's eyes snapped open at the feel of him entering her; despite her warning and his promise, he had crossed the line. She cried out in shock and pain as he forced himself inside her, her body tensing reflexively around him. Tears welled up in her eyes again as she stared up at the blue sky above, willing herself not to pass out from the agony.

"You selfish brat!" she spat through gritted teeth, struggling against his weight and strength. "

Elizabeth took a deep breath before responding. "It's important for us to respect each other's privacy and personal space," she explained, choosing her words carefully. "And it helps prevent misunderstandings or feelings of awkwardness."

They climbed into bed together, Elizabeth on one side and Efe on the other, their bodies close but not quite touching. The silence between them was palpable as they both tried to find comfort in each other's presence without crossing any lines.

Elizabeth hesitated for a moment, her heart racing as she considered the implications of allowing Efe to hug her. He was still young and innocent, but his curiosity about physical affection seemed to be growing. In the end, she decided to compromise once more. "All right," she said softly, "but keep your hands where I can see them."

Efe scooted closer to her on the bed, wrapping his arms around her waist as tightly as he could without actually touching her chest.