Grandma Needs It, Grandson's Got It
Dormant and supressed, granny's sexual needs get the better of her, her timing couldn't have been worse, or perhaps it was perfect
Abigail sat in the quiet of her living room, her eyes flicking from the muted TV to the laptop on the coffee table. Her hands, wrinkled with age but still nimble, danced over the keyboard as she navigated through the digital rabbit hole she had discovered in her solitude. At 72, she had thought she knew herself, but the last few months had been a revelation. Her children had all grown and moved away, leaving her in the ho...
