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Grandpa Tucks Me In

... actually clapped, as he lingered long enough for me to lick his cock clean. "Now, move out of the way Pa, it's my turn!" she almost shouted in her excitement. Grandpa jumped down and walked around behind me as grandma took her place, legs spread wide as she closed in on my mouth, clasping two fistfuls of my hair. As she ground her labia over my teeth, I felt grandpa fingering me as he watched grandma work my mouth over. Soon, he had two fingers in my pussy and the other two pushed into my rectum. As grandma lurched and clenched my hair tighter, grandpa drove his fingers into me as hard and fast as he could, in and out, in and out, until my pussy went spastic and trembled through another orgasm, just as grandma came in my mouth for the longest time. They collapsed over top of me, breathing hard and giggling uncontrollably. I was feeling pretty giddy myself, but as soon as I could talk between gasps, I had but one desire: "Please untie me now. I can't even feel my arms!" I hated to be the one to bring us back to reality, but someone had to do it. Immediately, grandma got up and released the rope holding my arms up, while grandpa untied my ...

... ankles. I rolled up in a ball, rubbing my arms to bring them back to life. Surprisingly, grandpa and grandma got back on the bed with me, and kind of snuggled up against me. No one spoke for quite a while and it was kind of a nice feeling. Everyone had been thoroughly drained, in more ways than one, and it felt like we were bonding. I smiled to myself: damn that was so hot, I thought! It was grandpa who finally broke the ice: "Tomorrow is Saturday," he said, to no one in particular. "Yes, tomorrow is Saturday," repeated grandma. I said nothing. Finally, grandpa added: "I don't have to go to work tomorrow," he announced dryly. "That's right," grandma confirmed. More silence. "I want to clean up my tool shed tomorrow. I'll need some help." At last, I could join the conversation: "I'll be happy to help you, grandpa," I offered, not yet realizing what he was thinking. "Yes, my dear, yes you will. You will be my helper: I'll tell you what to wear, and what to do and you will do as I say." More silence, as his words sunk in to my head, and my pussy quivered: "Yes, sir." This was going to be an interesting summer, I thought to myself, smiling.