1. MY SUMMER WITH GRAMPS


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    impaled, he repositioned himself, then he asked if I was alright. I was stuffed, that's for sure, but the burning had stopped. &#034Yeah,&#034 I said softly, &#034I guess.&#034 &#034I told ya you'd be okay. Now, just relax, little one, your Gramps is gonna teach ya what a girl's ass is good for besides shitting.&#034 I felt him sliding out and then pushing back in, sliding out, pushing in, out, in, out, in, he took long slow strokes. Gawd, let me tell, did it feel good! Once I was used to it, I loved it! It was so nasty! The more he did it, the easier he slid in and out. Gramps ass fucked me for a good ten, maybe fifteen minutes before I felt his cock throb and heard him groan in pleasure as he came in my butt for the first time. I felt his dick softening and soon it slithered out of my ass, and with it came a flood of his spunk. He slapped my ass and told me to serve him his lunch. After lunch, he was balls deep up my ass again. By the time I was over my period, I was hooked on sodomy. ***** A day or two after I finished my period I heard the crunching of tires coming up the gravel driveway to the house. Gramps looked out the window and then told me, &#034Kitty, get your ass dressed, girl. We've got company. Be sure and put on something decent to cover up, like blue jeans. I don't want ya looking like a whore.&#034 I put on a pair of jeans and dark t‑shirt. I even found a pair of sneakers. I ran into the bathroom to straighten my hair and remove some of the red lipstick ...
    that Gramps liked me to wear. In a few moments I looked like any other country girl. As I came out, I heard voices in the kitchen. There was the black haired lady that had showed up the third day I was at Gramps. She was nice looking lady, maybe in her early thirties with a good wholesome country‑look about her. &#034Mabel, this is my granddaughter, Kitty. Kitty, this is a friend of mine, Mabel.&#034 &#034Pleased to meet you Miss Mabel,&#034 I said. &#034Why she's lovely, Jerry,&#034 gushed Mabel as she took my hand. Then she started rambling on, asking me about this and that and how I was enjoying my stay with Gramps. While Mabel flapped her jaws non‑stop, Gramps went to the cupboard and pulled down an empty molasses can. I thought he was getting down a gallon of paint without a label, but Gramps set me straight about that. &#034Kitty, I want ya to go into the woods behind the garden and pick us a mess of blackberries. Pick 'em until you've filled the can. Now go on girl. Be careful and watch out for snakes.&#034 I wasn't especially thrilled about being sent out into the woods to a briar patch to begin with, but snakes! Oooooooooo! Why did he have to say that? But I knew better than to complain, so I trudged off with my gallon can to go berry picking. Let me tell you, do you have any idea how many blackberries it takes to fill a gallon can? Do you have any idea how long it takes to fill a gallon can? Well, it takes even longer when you have to check for snakes or whatever every ...
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