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Grandma's Secret Part 1

Date: 5/19/2017, Categories: Masturbation, Mature, Taboo, Author: andydagod, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

a while. It was a disappointment, but, you know, here I am." "Why do I find it so easy to be around you?", she mused and laughed a bit. "You are so goddam like him in so many ways. I wish you could have known him as an adult. He was so funny, almost nothing rattled him. I was lucky to have him as long as I did." "Everyone says the same thing about Tuck. He must have been one hell of a guy." "He was. He really was. But he's gone and, now...now I think after 2 years I am finally accepting that fact. It's so hard to imagine being happy without him, and harder still to imagine loving someone other than him. I'm not ready to love someone like that again, in that way, but I need intimacy." Lynn mustered her courage and continued. "Do you find me attractive Paul?" "Yes, I do Lynn. I think you are a very attractive woman. I like you and I love you. I see your beauty deeper than most I guess." "It might be wrong of me to say but that means so much to me. I mean, after all I am your grandmother. At least technically." "Nah, you're my Lynnie. I love you like your my own f****y but I have always held you higher, like you're better than that or beyond it somehow. I don't know how to explain it. I know that you sure as hell don't look like my grandmother! You don't look like anyone's grandmother for that matter", I laughed. She smiled nervously, stroking my arm. "I trust you Paul and...I need that intimacy again. I am so lonely, and the farm is like this giant specter hanging over me. ... Sometimes I go home and just cry and cry and cry and I am alone and I hate it. And then it reminds me of Tuck and I feel good about it for a while, but then that loneliness returns. Sometimes I just want to sell it or have someone else run it. It was Tuck's dream and now I'm finally starting to realise that. I was part of his dream and he was part of mine but that responsibility...that wasn't my thing. All I wanted was him. I loved him and the farm came with him and now that all there is left is the farm, sometimes I don't even want it anymore!" For the first time in my life I saw Lynn cry. It started out as small sobs and in a few short moments became open wails. I held her close and kissed the top of her head. "Come, on, now. I'll help you figure this out Lynnie. You can rely on me. You can trust me, too." "Can I?" she asked, tears streaking her face. "How much can I trust you?" "With your life", I said flatly. "I love you. I'd do anything for you, you know that." "Sometimes I wonder why you stay, why you stay helping at the farm. I barely pay you enough to get by. God knows I don't make much more. I'm just not as good at it as Tuck was! My heart isn't there because it broke when he died. My dream, that whole dream of it? It died with him." She began to cry again and I felt terrible knowing there was nothing to do except listen. After a minute or so she began to calm down. "I need you Paul. I really need you", she said softly. "I know I don't do enough sometimes. I'll help out ...