"This is wrong," She said, as I pulled her to me again, my hand still kneading her large breast.
"I know," I replied. "But I don't care anymore. I need you, grandma. I need this, you don't know how badly..."
I started kissing her again, and unbuttoning her shirt. She still was trying to push me away, but with less resistance as I pressed her back against the sofa. Having unbuttoned her blouse, I untucked it and pulled it open. I broke our kiss, so I could gaze upon her firm, flat belly and tightly packed bra. She was a sight to behold.
"Oh, grandma..." I moaned.
She didn't resist as I tugged up her bra. Her huge breasts tumbled out as she gasped. They sagged some, but not as much as I'd have expected. Her areolae were large and oval-shaped, reddish-brown in color. Her nipples were highly aroused.
I grinned, looking up at my grandmother. She blushed, but didn't look away.
"They're beautiful, grandma..."
"You - you really think so?"
I nodded.
She gave me a small smile.