Chris'mouth dropped open when she heard her roommate's comment,"WHAT DID YOU SAY ? ?"
"Yessss, Chris, I have to clean up before we go to the smasher store,"Kathy replied,"Grandad dumped a bigger load in me than he usually does. My panties are soaked and my car seat olfactory modality like a bawd house."
"You're shittin'me, Kathy Davis. He didn't really fuck his own granddaughter."
Kathy had already removed her shorts. She pulled off her pantie and pitched them to her unspoilt friend,"Check ‘ em out. They're in a mess. He must give birth been saving it up."
"KATHY ! He's your fucking gramps ! A grandfather doesn't fuck his own offspring ! My God, girl ; this is crazy shit !"
"You know he's not my literal granddaddy. Besides, we've been having sex for over two twelvemonth ; it's no big deal.
She presented Chris with two, one hundred clam broadsheet,"Fifteen minutes of riding a damn good cock for this. Maybe you should hit up your grandad, he's richer than mine."

Chris took the bank bill and examined them. She'd been living with Kathy for five months and never had a clue her friend was involved in incest. For a fleet second, she wondered if her own grandpa could even get a hard on. Then she wondered about Don Yardbird Parker's hawkshaw ; how long… how thick… how hard.
"Chris ? Did you get wind me ?"
"Huh ?"
"I said come on into the bathroom and talking to me while I take a bathing tub. I thought you knew about me and Grandad."

While the slim brunette lathered her creamy, white consistence, she told Chris about high school prom night. Her dad was the like age as her step-grandfather, and had married Don's daughter, who was just two years older than Kathy.
Linda, her step-mom, wanted to attend an alumni company the Lapplander night, so her dad, lav John Davis, happily escorted his young bride. They had called Don and asked if Kathy could stay over at his house after her prom. He already loved the girl, and quickly agreed.
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Close to one a.m., the knock brought Don out of his lounger,"Whoa… what have we here ?"he asked the two girls who stood, unsteadily, holding Kathy up, on her feet. She was inebriate and unconscious.
"Do you girls have fourth dimension to disrobe her if I carry her to the extra sleeping accommodation ?"
They agreed to help and pass on a few moment later, giggling.

Don turned off the TV and lights, took a weewee and headed for his own room. His base consisted of four bedrooms, three baths, a large den, a plot room and, across the carport breezeway, an usage room with thousands of clam of equipment. At the current sentence, Don occupied the full 4400 square pes by himself, since his divorce.
Occasionally, he would have a lady stay the night ; but only a woman to satisfy his sexual needs, and only for one night. He didn't want any more full time commitment ; his ex-wife had broken him of that desire.
The room access to Kathy's room stood wide open. As he approached, he could hear her piano snore. He wondered why the two miss had left her brightness on, and as he looked inside, he saw Kathy, promontory on one pillow and her tight, young, nude ass jacked high in the air with three Thomas More.
Her unhinged friends had left her in a classic, doggie style position ; her pussy still dripped some young man's cum, but looked like it was asking for more. Now he knew why they had been snickering when they left.

At first, he was just going to let her melt off physical structure down, onto the bed, and cover her with a flat solid. But his peter was beginning to attempt some attention.
He decided she needed to be cleaned a little, anyway, so he brought a warm flannel and enjoyed washing the young cunt. By the one-third swipe across her cover girl crack, his peter was sticking out of his pajama fly, pointing at the object of desire.
He began playing with her clitoris, which brought no response from her. Since he felt well-to-do that he'd cleaned her kitty very well, he moved onto the bed and spread her knees a little farther apart. His lingua sought the, freshly washed, bastard and licked for a good five minutes.
By the clip he moved to her cunt hole, his tool was in pain, begging for easing. When playing with her clit and finger-fucking brought no reception, he knew she was completely out of it… but that's what promenade Nox is for…

He lined up his fat, seven inches and pettifoggery on the drumhead. With the indorsement get-up-and-go, he popped inside her blind drunk wetness. By the fourth push, he was imbedded and bumping her uterine cervix. He began slowly, being cautious of waking Kathy and finding himself in late shit.
Within two minutes, he was pumping severe and fast. Each time he felt he was getting close to cumming, he pulled out for a few irregular ; postponing his embossment. Not long after he entered her for the fourth prison term, he just couldn't stand the wait ; his huge, hot load must have blown a hole in her guts. It shot and shot, for what seemed the like must have been a gallon, spread over a period of five second. During the blast, he heard his granddaughter moan with pleasure, five times.
He cleaned her again, but made two more than sojourn to the luscious pussy twice more that night.
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"So,"Kathy said as she washed her legs,"he told me the future morning that Sarah and Dana had brought me to his home. I don't know who fucked me that night, ‘ causa I didn't have a date. The three of us girls went together, without boys.
"My head was as big as Dolly Parton's tits that break of the day. granddaddy poured me some strong coffee, with dear and hooey in it. An hour later, I felt pretty decent, except for my sore pussy.
"He told me how they had left me laying in that bed and told me he'd never seen a more beautiful sight in his life. I was embarrassed when he said he had cleaned me up and covered me. While we talked, he kept touching my side and whisker. It felt good, but I wasn't sure what was going on. That's when he asked me, ‘ What's the oldest man you ever fucked, Hunny ?'

"I didn't know what to say, he's my grandpa and I was scared he'd enjoin my dad what had happened. Then he told me he wanted me to go with him, fully time. He laid five hundred clam on the table and told me it would be my weekly allowance account if I would live with him and take care of him.
"You've seen him, Chris, he's ripe looking and broad of muscle… he doesn't need anybody to take aim concern of him. But I kept looking at the money ; I told him I would think about it if Dad and Linda said okay.
"Then he asked me again, ‘ You didn't answer me, Hunny, how old ?'
"When I told him 28, he told me it was the improper solvent. That's when he told me about fucking me three meter and cleaning me each time. At first gear I was mad, but I got to thinking about that money lying on the table. Two grand a calendar month, Chris… I could pay tuition, induce a car payment, buy clothes and put four or five hundred in the savings bank each month."

Kathy smiled at Chris as she dried between her legs,"I told him to make it an even hundred per day and we had a deal… we went straight to his king bed and fucked for the next half hour. That's the way it started. Linda almost caught us once when she stopped by to get him to sign some papers on some property she'd sold for him. If she saw me luxate through the bathroom doorway, she never said anything."
"Soooo… he has a girlfriend, now, but when she's not in town, or fussy giving a seminar, he calls me and I get filled up with his cum, just like I did today."
Kathy happened to notice that Chris had hand handwriting inside her underdrawers, fingering herself,"Wow, girl, did I get you that horny ?"
"Shit, yes ! How soon is his girlfriend coming back ? ”