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MY SUMMER WITH GRAMPS
Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
pill!" my mama yelled when we were in the car. "Gramps told me I didn't need them," I answered meekly. "He what?" "He said I didn't need them. He said that the hormones could mess me up and that he had a vasa... vasco..." "A vasectomy?" "Uh, yeah, I guess. He said you knew that." "Oh, that son of a bitch! That lying bastard!... A vasectomy, huh? Jesus! Let me tell you, Kitty, that old bastard's real proud of those bull balls of his. He would never, ever, let anyone, for any reason, clip his nuts... God, I can't believe him! Fucking you is bad enough, but deliberately impregnating you, that's really going too far... Well, he's not going to get away with it this. Not this time!" Mama was some furious! She drove home like a woman possessed. Twice she nearly caused an accident. It was a relief just to get home in one piece, even though I expected a whipping when we got there. Instead, she went straight to the phone. "Jerry! You son of a bitch! You knocked up Kitty!... Yes, you did, you bastard! She's pregnant! For god's sake, she's your... ... Yes, yes I'm sure! Remember? She has your DNA! And yes, she's preganant!... She did, did she? Well, that's no excuse, damn you!... Well, this time it's going to be all your problem, and not mine... I had her protected! Damn it, you lied to me! You lied to her!... Well, I'm not raising it!... Oh, so you just wanted to sow your seed? Well, isn't that just fine and dandy!... You're smiling, aren't you?... Don't give me that, I know you're grinning from ear to ear, you old bastard! Well, from now on you can take care of her and your new baby!... Oh, I know you can't wait, you old pervert... Fine by me, she yours... Okay, right a way; the sooner the better... Yeah... yeah.... yeah... Okay, Pops, I'll call you and tell you when to pick her ass up." Mama slammed the phone down. "Go pack your things, you little whore. You're going to go live with your father! From now on, he can take care of you!" That puzzled me as I always thought my father was unknown, or at least that's what it said on my birth certificate. "My father? Don't you mean, Gramps?" "Kitty, Gramps is your father."