I woke up to the soft, wet sounds of moaning and the warm, slippery sensation of a tongue circling my nipple.
I was lying on my back in the middle of Olivia's large, luxurious canopy bed. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains. When I looked down, I saw Olivia, completely naked, leaning over my chest.
She was gently sucking on one of my nipples, her tongue swirling around it lazily while her hand played with the other. Her grey hair was messy from sleep, falling across my chest as she worshipped my body.
"Morning…" I murmured, my voice still husky with sleep as I admired the sight of this slutty, insatiable grandmother licking and sucking on me so early.
Olivia looked up at me with heavy-lidded, lust-filled eyes. A small, satisfied smile curved her lips.
"Ummm… Morning, Alex," she whispered back, her voice low and seductive.
