I helped her clean up the table and then retired to my easy chair with the rest of my newspaper."Don't be mad at me, Paw-paw," Ellie said, sitting on the couch instead of her usual spot on my lap."Mad at you? Oh, Ellie, I'm not mad at you," I answered tossing my newspaper to the floor."You seem like you are," she murmured quietly, looking at the floor instead of at me. In that moment, she was no longer a teenage sex goddess, just a confused granddaughter."Come here," I opened my arms and gestured to my lap. Only realizing my mistake when I remembered how scantily dressed she was. Ellie bounded across the room and onto my lap, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. Her tits bounced merrily and she pressed them against my chest as she kissed me."I'm sorry I made you mad, Paw-paw," she said, looking into my eyes as my arms wrapped around her mostly bare skin."I told you I'm not mad, Ellie," I answered. "It's just that what happened this morning was wrong." Despite my words, my cock
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