Grandpa Smut Novelas e Histórias

They could all only stare as his sperm splashed onto his mother's nose and lips. "Oh my goodness." She exclaimed, immediately leaping up for the kitchen. Jim couldn't speak enough to say he was sorry, he was still spasming and squirting on the floor. He looked up at the girls. Tiffany was smiling, while Cleopatra was gasping and shaking, her pussy still emitting hot dribbles down her leg. "Stay there, dear," Grandpa said, stuffing his erection back in Cleopatra's ass. "God, I can feel your pussy shaking in your ass."

said the old servant in the kitchen with a smile Grandpa stared at her and subconsciously blew at his bread. Then, he seemed to realize that he had shaved it off today. So he could only stare at his hand and said, “Are you saying that I am old? I am not old yet. If I have a great-grandson, I could play with him a lot.” “Let’s talk about it when you have a great-grandson.” All the family members smile and watch TV on the sofa. Soon, the food was served and we ate around the table.

“Please, I beg you. Please give it back. The crucifix is important to me.” Rachel and the other household staff member in the back took delight in my humbling. She plucked my chin with her toes. “That’s not a lot of begging. Bark for me. Since you’re such a lapdog, act like one and convince me.” I had never been so humiliated. Furious, I snapped a look at her. “Grandpa will make you pay for what you’re doing to me, Rachel.” Rachel was in stitches. It was as if she had heard the joke of the century.

“If that woman tells you anything is okay, you need to run it by your parents or myself first. That woman has an obscured moral compass.” I tilt my head, thinking about what that could mean. “What’s ‘op-scurred’?” I ask. “It means messed up,” Grandpa mutters in his grumpy voice. He sets a big cup, the kind Mommy says to be careful with in front of me. There is lots and lots of the white cream Brother Ben puts on top of pancakes. Brother Ben is annoying and makes me have the itchy hands like I need to hit him, but Mommy says no. I can’t hit when I’m not happy because it makes Mommy sad.

Grandpa turned and started to walk away and at the door he stopped, "Britt, please don't be embarrassed by seeing my manhood like this. I have no control over it, and this happens every time I see a beautiful woman." "Well then, grandpa, I'll take that as a compliment. But I have to ask you, are you sure you won't mind if snake sees me like this. If I turn you on, it will happen to him as well. I really don't want him to think I am a whore looking to get fucked." "Don't worry Britt, no one around here will ever do anything to you, that you don't want them to." The next morning grandpa was shaking my shoulder saying, "Britt, it's time to get up and make breakfast."

“Come get nasty with Grandma.” The teen crawled eagerly on top of her, squeezing his fat glans through the remnants of her slick folds. His eyes rolled back in overwhelming pleasure as his cock was once again sheathed in hot, mature pussy. Ruth wasted no time with gentle preliminaries. She clutched onto her grandson tightly, wrapping her strong, silky legs high around his back. Then she began pumping her big, naked ass up off the mattress to meet him. “COME ON… SMASH MY CUNT-HOLE, DARLING!!” she cried out demandingly.

“Just like my baby girl. We exist to take the family cock and get knocked up.” I whimpered back, voice breaking, “Mommy… I want Daddy or Uncle to knock me up like they did with you…” That set them off. They started unloading inside us nonstop. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded my pussy, then Mom’s, overflowing and dripping down onto my tits and face. The wet, sticky sounds and the strong smell of fresh semen filled the air. Grandpa Harlan was the roughest. He fucked Mom’s ass viciously while I licked his balls, the salty sweaty taste on my tongue. Then he switched and pumped a massive, pulsing load straight into my womb while Mom held my legs wider.

One was a tall old man in slip-on shoes, smiling warmly. The other was a little girl with two pigtails, holding the old man’s hand. Under the drawing, four big words were written in crooked handwriting. “Grandpa is the best!” I stared at those words for a long time. My eyes stung a little, but the corners of my mouth kept rising. I crouched down and picked Nina up. “Come on. Grandpa will take you to get a caramel apple.” “Yay!” Nina leaned against my shoulder, wrapped her arms around my neck, and smiled like a little sun.

A high-pitched scream cut through the air. Grandma, who was supposed to be crippled, jumped up from her wheelchair. She leaped several feet away with nimble movements, wiping the icy water with her hands while a string of curses exploded from her lips. "You damned bastard, Jasper Saldano! Are you trying to freeze me to death?" she exclaimed while coughing. "It's so cold!" Ashton stood rooted to the spot while still holding the golf club. The corner of my lips curled up into a sarcastic smile as I clapped. "Well, would you look at that? It seems that your leg is all better now, Grandma."

"You're serious?" "Very." I folded my arms. "I love Grandpa more." Grandfather slapped his thigh. Alexander's jaw ticked almost imperceptibly. "Ungrateful wife." I gasped. "Jealous grandson!" Grandfather pointed at me proudly. "Smart girl." Alexander muttered something under his breath and redirected his attention to his laptop with the dignity of a man who was definitely still listening. I grinned and walked over, leaning against the edge of his desk. "You know, if you smiled more, people would fear you less."