1. Grandpa's Milk Chapter 14


    Date: 4/23/2017, Categories: Fiction, Cum Swallowing, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Incest, Older Male / Female, Young, Author: John P. Dofyle, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    down and sure enough it looked painfully confined next to the thick seam of the leggings. “H,mm,” I pondered, “Your lovely big clitoris is causing an issue…” I said as I reached into her leggings and cupped my hand over it. She softly moaned, “M,mm..” “I have an idea!” I said and I reached into my pocket for my pen-knife. I did a quick calculation of the location of her clit in relation to the leggings crotch and cut a small hole in the material. “OK, let’s spread your pretty little labia apart…” I spread with one hand and pulled on the waistband with the other- lining up the hole with her clit. “There!” I pronounced, “Does that feel better?” I asked as we both admired her hot little cameltoe in the mirror. Her bright pink clitoris was almost the same color as her leggings and it just looked like a fold in the material. If you got down and looked closely you could see that it was not so. “Yes! My clitty isn’t squished! Thank you, Grampa! You know how to fix EVERYTHING!” She grabbed me around the waist and gave me a strong hug. “OW!” She let go abruptly, cupping her hands on her breasts, frowning. “I don’t know if I LIKE having boobies! They HURT all the time…” she complained. “That’s just normal, baby girl. When they stop growing they will stop hurting. You just have to be careful- kind of like testicles: ‘they’re delicate’!” I turned her around and very gently cupped her mammary mounds in my warm hands. “M’mm, that feels good, Grampa…” and she lay her hands on top of mine. ...
    I reached for the pile of tops I had selected. “OK, let’s see what we have for tops… Here, Sarah…” I handed her a yellow, cropped tank top- a size too big. She slipped it over her head. ‘Perfect’ I thought. It left her tummy exposed and the neck and arm openings allowed peeks at her blossoming boobs while still covering them. Another tank top I had picked up had a floral design on the front and a nice see-through floral lace on the back. I handed it to Abby, “Here, baby girl, this will go perfectly with your leggings- the lace goes on the front.” I lied. She pulled it on. It came down to her waist and the lace left little to the imagination. Her pink nipples peeked from behind the white lace. For Rachel I found a pale green fishnet cropped tee that was intended to be worn over a tank top. I gave it to her, “But Grandpa…” she started and then looked up and grinned and quickly put it on. She put her shoulders back and turned and admired herself in the mirror. She cupped her lovely domed mammaries in her hands and smiled, “Ooo, you can see my puffy nipples, Grandpa, thank you!” Roxy was looking at me wide-eyed- her hands clasped together in front of her mouth- bouncing excitedly on her toes. Her balloon-like hooters echoed each bounce. I paused and stared at them, smiling. “GRANDPA!” she scolded and grabbed her boobs and stopped bouncing. She took her right hand off her boob and reached up and playfully slapped my cheek. “It’s not polite to stare!” she said, grinning. I gave her ...
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