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I watched him bend over, spread her pussy lips with his hand and place his huge cock at the entrance to my wife. When she spoke to us in French we answered her that we only spoke English. Of course not! Lick my clit. She loved being a grandmother. But given the photographic evidence as well as the drop off in sex between Grace and me, I had to question myself. Jim did not believe me at first that I actually called my husband; to tell the truth I couldn't believe I had done it, it must have been the martinis.