When my Granddaddy died it made me really sad thinking about all the memories we once shared. Like the time we were at my grandmother’s funeral 7 years prior to his. Grandpa always considered me his “special helper” when it came to helping him cum. Grammy never understood our relationship and got so jealous. With her gone I knew what Granddaddy and I would finally be able to have all the fun we wanted at his house. The thought alone made my little cunnie drip with juices. I couldn’t control the urge and slowly reached into my panties to touch my sticky honey pot right in the middle of the funeral. My Granddaddy noticed what I was doing and snatched me up real quick! He brought me to the bathroom and I thought I was in serious trouble until he placed my hand on his stiff member. He never got to put it inside of me when grammy was alive and I wanted nothing more than for him to fill me up with his fuckmeat. I turned around and let him see my plump ass. She gave it a squeeze and then I felt him push the tip in my pussy. I let out a whimper as he filled me up inch by inch. Grandaddy’s cock felt so good inside of me especially since it was our first time. I’ll never forget the special moments we shared together. The seven years his old hag of a wife was out of our way were some of the best for me. I hope my Grandaddy could come fuck me one last time.
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