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Eager to learn. Oh hey, before you jump in the shower, could you run out to the truck and get me a couple aspirin out of the glove box? I’ve got a splitting headache. And bring me a beer from the cooler in back so I can wash them down. I’d appreciate it little girl. Sure thing grandpa. But just for this week, could you please not call me a little girl? I hear that all the time from the boys at school. Looking down at her chest, Tessa sighed, know what I mean grandpa? Sorry sweetie. But from my view right now, and I know I shouldn’t be looking, but hey, you may have smaller boobs, but I bet there’s not a girl in your class with longer nipples. I’m your grandpa, but hey I’m a man and notice those things. With a beat red face, Tessa giggled , haha grandpa. The boys at school don’t even know I have nipples because my religiously strict daddy makes damn sure I wear a bra, even though I hardly have anything that needs one. Turning on indian her heels, Tessa headed out to the truck with her grandfathers eyes glued to her hot little ass. Running back inside out of breath, Tessa felt a chill run through her body. Man it’s creepy dark out there grandpa. Here’s your beer. I opened it for you. And I got me one too since you didn’t bring me anything to drink. Oh and here’s your aspirin too. Warren shrugged and popped the pills in his mouth and swigged them down with a long drink from his beer. Oh so you think you’re a big shot now and can drink a beer huh little lady. If your dad finds out I’m dead meat. He’ll never let you go anywhere alone with me again. Grandpa I’m a senior in high school, not stupid. I would never breathe a word about drinking a beer to anyone. Besides who would teach me all the things you taught mom? Huh grandpa? Go take your shower big shot and I’ll get in bed while you’re doing that. Okay gramps. Be back in a flash okay. Oh and grandpa, no peeking you bad boy. I saw you looking at these. Pinching her already hard nipples, Tessa stretched them out, uh huh grandpa, these right here. Giggling hard, Tessa twirled around, wiggled her sweet little ass and bounced on one foot into the bathroom and slammed the door shut with a swing of her hip. Twenty minutes later Tessa came out of the bathroom with a t-shirt much tighter than the one she wore earlier. Her very long nipples stretching her shirt out like small thumbs. “Ohhhhh, Jake, Ohhhhh…” my wife moaned ever so slightly. Told indian me all about the taste. She breathed heavy hugging on to my arm. I was ogling her nearly ripened vagina. Make sure you get the whole cock in. You'll suck him slowly and I'll give you directions from the side." "Henry Peterson!" she gasped as she knelt there with her eyes firmly shut, "What are you doing?!" She reached down and unbuckled my belt. And humiliating. Tamara cupped her lovers toned buttocks and paused a moment, savoring the sight and scent of her wetness. Jeff only smiled and shook his head. She was quivering. An amazing sensation that had my heart beating hard and fast. I slowly walked toward the kitchen, and again had to pass by the Den where Dad was still watching TV.