Orion's eyes fell upon the delicate clay bowl nestled inside the pot as he peered over Grandma Derry's shoulder. Can you pass me the bowl, Grandma Derry?" he requested. Although Grandma Derry didn't quite grasp his intentions, she promptly obliged, scooping up a bowlful of water and extending it back to him.

Grasping the bowl firmly, Orion moved closer and poured the water gently over Grandma Derry's back.

"Ahhh!" Grandma Derry gasped in shock, her body tensing as the rush of cold water streamed down her back, sending a shiver down her spine. Instinctively, she tried to straighten her back, but her efforts were quickly thwarted as Orion's firm hands pressed her back down, preventing any escape from his touch.

Meanwhile, nestled between her plump buttocks, Grandma Derry could feel the scorching heat of Orion's throbbing penis pressing insistently against the damp fabric of her tulga. It slid along shapely butt cheeks gradually inserting itself into her butt gap, causing another rush of sensation to course through her body, as the fabric yielded to the forceful intrusion.

"Orion.... Haaa... What are you doing?" Grandma Derry couldn't contain her mounting confusion and questions, so she immediately voiced them. However, instead of receiving a response, she found a familiar clay bowl shoved within her line of sight. Behind her, Orion's voice resonated, "Fetch me another bowl of water, Grandma Derry."

Grandma Derry's body shivered intensely as the cold water continued to linger on her skin. Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, she reluctantly scooped up another bowl of water and passed it backwards to Orion.

As she released her grip, she didn't have a chance to prepare herself before the water streamed over her back, causing her entire body to momentarily freeze before succumbing to shivers from the cold. But then, she felt Orion's hand pressing and moving back and forth over her back, as if he was gently washing her body with the water.

"Another one," Orion said, extending his hand towards Grandma Derry for her to grab the clay bowl from him. Unbeknownst to her, he had begun to subtly grind up and down her ass cheeks, his movements carefully masked by her focus on the cold water rushing over her back. The sensation of the chilly water, coupled with the subsequent shivers and the hairs on her body standing on end, held her attention entirely.

Grabbing the bowl for what felt like the umpteenth time, Grandma Derry's whole body trembled as she scooped up another bowlful of water and extended her hand backwards to hand it to Orion.

However, just as she was about to release her grip, her hand instinctively tightened, refusing to let go. With confusion etched on her face, she managed to muster a breathless question, "Orion..... Haaaaa... What is this that you're doing?" But before she could receive an answer, Orion's strength overpowered her, snatching the bowl away and maintaining silence for a moment. Suddenly, his hand wrapped around her waist, and he began to lift her up.

As her upper body straightened, Grandma Derry's breathing grew heavy as she regained her composure. Orion's lips brushed against her ear, his voice low yet compelling enough to make her tremble slightly. "You've been feeling agitated since we arrived. It's time to cool down and release the tension from those words you spoke earlier today." With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he raised the bowl above Grandma Derry's head, positioning it as if he were aiming for her face next.

Grandma Derry's eyes widened in shock as she watched Orion's actions unfurl. Her pupils dilated as the cold water streamed over her face, sending a cold shiver down her skin. The sensation spread through her body as the front of her body became drenched, and the water was quickly absorbed by her tulga.

Before she could react or utter a word, Orion's hands reached out, firmly grasping her large, elderly breasts through the fabric of her tulga. The sensation of his hands moulding and shaping them caused Grandma Derry to lose her composure, her breathing becoming erratic as she succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her.

"Haaaa... Haaaa... Hold on, Haaaa... let me remove my tulga so that you can easily penetrate me," Grandma Derry said, feeling Orion's rigid veiny penis deeply inserted into the gap between her buttocks, pressing against the fabric of her tulga and rubbing against her sensitive open butt hole.

Orion, revelling in the arousing sensations of grinding against Grandma Derry's prominent ass and fondling her globe-like breasts, couldn't resist the temptation any longer. With a quick gesture, he lifted the soaked, long tulga, revealing her waist and exposing her clean private part.

With his hand spread wide, he firmly pressed it against her damped vagina, using his thumb to delicately caressed the soft lips of her labia, ensuring every inch received his touch. He then inserted his second finger into her drooling pussy, smoothly thrusting it in and out with controlled passion, while maintaining his grasp on her private part with his palm.

Meanwhile, Grandma Derry's body was at the mercy of Orion's competent touch, causing her to release a wave of moans and gasps that silently spread through the backyard. "Ughhh... Ahhh~~~~ Orion!" Each touch provoked a distinct reaction, ranging from soft sighs to sharp intakes of breath, as her most sensitive areas responded eagerly to his caresses.

The intensity of the sensations made her thighs quiver, and a surge of stimulation coursed through her vagina, saturating Orion's fingers with her arousal. Some of the fluids intermingled with the water in the clay pot, originally intended for their bath.

".. Haaaa.... Haaa..... Orion.." Grandma Derry's breaths escaped her lips in heavy gasps as she struggled to regain her composure. "Orion," she pleaded, her voice filled with desperate longing. "Please..... Please stop this... Please penetrate me..... I can't bear it any longer. I need you." Her legs trembled beneath her, threatening to give way as she leaned back against Orion's chest.

He, too, was struggling to maintain his balance, standing on only one foot. His strong physique was the only thing preventing him from collapsing under the weight of her fuckable body.