She had asked to look at my penis.

"Go on" I ordered.

I lay still, watching the wrinkly sallow fingers unbutton my kargos.

"Oooh" she cried raspily, petting my peter.

"Take it all off".

With a struggle, nearly breaking her useless hip, she managed to extract me from my pants.

"Ooh!" she exclaimed.

"Kiss it" I ordered. She obliged, parting the webby heaven of her lips and slowly descending them onto my log.

"Now isn't that nice?" I asked.

Grandma was grateful.