Grandpa’s Milk – Chapter 9

Incest stories: Grandpa’s Milk – Chapter 9

After lunch Rachel came up to me with her ‘gang’ standing behind her. Being the oldest I presumed she became the spokesperson for the others. “Grandpa…” she smiled and idly fondled my penis, “Yes, baby girl?”

“We thought it is such a nice day that maybe we could go to the beach today and wear our new bikinis… Can we?” and she looked at me with her clear blue eyes. Needless to say, I melted! We called Roxy’s Mom for permission.

“The Beach” was a half hour drive to a nice lake with a public beach, change rooms, outhouses, playgrounds, and picnic tables. They even had volleyball nets. There were no lifeguards but it was a popular spot for families to take the kids. We got our stuff together and piled into the car. The girls wore their sundresses (commando style) and I my trunks and t-shirt. It was relatively quiet at the beach given the nice weather. We found a spot toward the end of the beach and claimed it with our umbrella and blanket.

I opened the umbrella and lay it on the sand to use as a changing screen since it wasn’t crowded. “OK girls. STRIP!” I commanded. They didn’t hesitate pulling their dresses over their heads. I smiled and admired the four bald pussies standing before me. “Grandpa! It’s rude to stare!” Rachel reminded me and they all laughed as they grabbed their bikinis out of the bag. They each helped the other tie the strings and I did the final adjustments- fondling a tit or a vulva in the process. They just giggled. Then came the sunscreen routine- with a little more fondling. Then it was their turn to return the favor to me. I think my cock and balls had the most sunscreen of any other part of me. We stretched out on towels or the blanket and basked in the sun.

Sarah was the first to grow tired of sunbathing. “Come on, Grampa, let’s go play volleyball!” she suggested. “Yeah, Grandpa, let’s play!” Roxy agreed. I followed the four almost-naked butts over to the net and we started a ‘game’. Actually I played on both teams as server. Sarah and Rachel played against Abby and Roxy. None of them was very good at the game but we had fun. The bikinis were obviously not made for sports activities. At first they tried to keep them in position but it interfered with their playing abilities.

Soon all the vulva patches migrated up and exposed the vulvas. Little Sarah’s clit was on display between her puffy labia. Roxy’s inner lips were developing nicely and protruded from the slit of her outer lips. Rachel and Abby’s vulvas showed no outward signs of labia minora. Roxy’s top couldn’t contain the jiggling that the jumping and running caused. Her breasts just wanted to remain uncovered. The other three didn’t have much luck either. The breast patches ended up moving every which way. Men and boys walking by would do a double-take and stop in their tracks. Some stood and ogled several minutes. Others blushed and walked by quickly. There were lots of bulging trunks!

The girls eventually tired of volleyball so I helped them adjust their ‘suits before we went back to the blanket. “OK, girls, you look really nice in these bikinis but let’s try and keep all your “parts” covered so people don’t ‘freak out’. Try and monitor your sisters patches and give them the “V” sign if they need to cover up their vulvas, OK?” I gave them the universal “V” sign with two fingers. We went to the blanket and had a snack. As we sat in a circle on the blanket I admired their barely-covered twats. “Um, Grandpa…” Abby started with a grin. I followed her gaze to my crotch as I sat cross-legged across from her. My “package” had fallen out through my leg opening and was in full view for all to see. They all giggled and gave me the “V” sign.

They opted to go and play on the playground equipment next. They tried the slide but their bare skin stuck to the smooth surface. Climbing around on the climbing bars it was a delight to watch their naked bums. The only thing covering their anus’ was a string! The climbing motions proved too much for their bikinis as the patches quickly slipped and exposed lovely labia. The nipples peeked out from behind the tiny boob patches. They made it to the top and looked at each other and all made the “V” sign.

They giggled and adjusted themselves and climbed back down. More people arrived and several fathers had migrated to the playground to watch the scenery. It was funny to watch their jaws drop and the boners grow. A couple cameras came out to record the spectacle. The girls lapped it up with their best runway model poses. That’s when I decided to herd them away. I suggested we go for a swim and we headed back to the blanket. Abby and Sarah chose to play in the sand and Rachel and Roxy went in the water. I stood at the water’s edge and watched them all.

Rachel and Roxy were decent swimmers for their ages. They frolicked and dived for rocks and just had a good time. I saw the occasional tit when they stood up out of the water but it was quickly covered. Abby and Sarah were busy building a sand castle with their shovels and buckets. They crawled around and squatted- completely absorbed in their project.

Both their vulvas became exposed. The string of the bikinis running between the lips. Sarah’s clitoris stood out proudly. I wandered over closer to them and called their names and gave them the “V” sign. They gasped and quickly covered and went back to work. I decided to join the other two in the water. They had moved a little ways down the beach. As I drew nearer I could see that a group of about four boys of various ages had silently encircled them as they played. The boys all wore diving goggles and seemed to be fascinated with something underwater.

I approached the girls and I could see the boys clearly staring at them underwater; coming up for air; and going back under. “Hey, ladies are you having fun?” I greeted them. “Hi, Grandpa! Yeah! We are!” I leaned down and whispered to them, “Do you realize that there is a bunch of boys watching you underwater? I think your bikinis need to be adjusted!” “Yeah! We know they are looking at our vulvas, Grandpa! You said people would “freak out” if they saw our pussy’s but they’re not freaking out!

They love them! Watch this!” She turned to one of the underwater boys and spread her legs. A lung-full of bubbles broke the surface above him. She giggled. “OK, just don’t let any Moms see you because they WILL freak out!” I made my way back to the castle builders to check on them. A couple other girls had joined them. It was Courtney and her sister! And they wore micro-bikinis much like my girls! They were both much skinnier than mine. Courtney, the same age as Abby, was only at the ‘swollen nipple’ breast stage but cunt hairs were obvious through the thin material of her bikini crotch patch. “Hi, Grandpa! Look who’s here! Courtney and Wyn!” Abby greeted.

Wyn was facing away from me, her legs spread, reaching down scooping sand. I had a front-seat view of her puffy, hairless snatch- with a peek up her vagina, the string of her bikini hidden between her lips. They both turned to me and grinned slyly and said “Hi!” Wyn’s nipples were exposed but were no more developed than a boy’s at her age. “Look!” Abby continued excitedly, “They got bikinis like OURS!” Courtney struck her best modelling pose and then playfully pulled her boob patches up and flashed her swollen nipples at me.

Abby whispered, “Her Dad lets her see his penis, too, and he gets boners and I told her to drink his milk, I showed her my titties and how your milk made them grow…” “Wow, Courtney, I’m happy for you!” I interrupted. “And what a beautiful bikini! Where’s your Dad?” She pointed him out some distance away and waved to him in his beach chair. He waved back and I waved an acknowledgment to him. I whispered to Courtney that her vulva patch had slipped and that she might want to adjust it.

She walked over to the semi-privacy of our large umbrella, smiled innocently and asked, “Can you fix it for me?” I went over to her and stood behind her. “Courtney,” I asked, “you asked me to fix your bikini bottom but I might touch your private parts to do that. Do I have your permission to do that?” “Of course!” she answered, puzzled, “My Mom and Dad touch me, and you’re a Grampa and you touch Abby so why wouldn’t you touch me?” “I just want to make sure it’s OK with you because you shouldn’t let strangers touch your privates without your permission.”

She whispered, “Oh. OK… So- go ahead, I WANT you to touch my pussy! I touched your wiener, remember?” “Oh, I remember!” I smiled. I reached down in front of her and slid my hand down her belly, under her bikini bottom and over her warm soft vulva down to her moist vagina- pulling the string out of her slit. “M’mmm!” She softly moaned and bent and spread her knees for better access.

I pulled on the crotch string at the back which brought the vulva patch down in front. I carefully spread the crotch patch across her vulva and made sure her pussy was covered. Then I rubbed her vulva on top of the patch just for good measure. “ M’mm!” she moaned again pushing her vulva into my hand. “Thank you, Mr. Smith!” She turned around and hugged me. She felt my semi-erect penis press against her belly. She reached up the leg opening and squeezed it, “Did I do that?!” and looked up and grinned at me and walked away.

I sat back in my lounger with a towel over me to hide my excitement. I was enjoying watching their little butts and the blossoming tits poking out from behind the patches of material. “Grampa, I have to go pee…” Sarah stood in front of me holding her vulva. “So do we!” said the other three. It was an epidemic!

I said, “Well, you know where the toilets are!” “We want you to take us!” Abby demanded. ‘Oh, well,’ I thought, ‘I need to pee, too…’ I herded them over to the outhouse. Both the men’s and the ladies were “two-holers” with actual seats on them. I told Sarah to go with Wyn and pretend they were boys and Abby and Courtney could use the ladies’.

“Do you need to pee Grandpa?” Abby asked, smiling. “Yes, but I can wait…” They grabbed my hands and led me into the ladies’ side and shut the door. “Courtney wants to learn how to pee like a boy, Grandpa. Here, watch me…” Abby deftly handled her vulva and stood in front of the toilet and peed flawlessly. “That’s so COOL!” exclaimed Courtney.

“How do you DO that!” When Abby finished she turned to face Courtney, still holding herself. “See what I’m doing?” Abby asked and Courtney bent down to get a closer look. You have to spread your lips apart and then pull them forward like this…” “Your pussy looks funny!” Courtney smiled. “It does?” Abby looked concerned, let go, and bent over to examine herself. Not seeing anything strange, she said, “Let’s see YOURS…” Courtney dropped her bottoms, spread her legs, and thrust her hips forward displaying her youthful fuzzy twat.

Even I bent down to look. It was beautiful! Her inner labia protruded from her vulva like a delicate, pink flower. “See,” she grabbed the edges of her inner labia and stretched them about an inch and spread her vulva open. “You don’t have THESE…” “Oh, wow!” said Abby. “Courtney!” I reassured, “Those are amazing!” she smiled proudly, “They ARE?” “Yes, all girls have them but every girl is different. Some are small and beautiful like Abby’s and other girls have large, beautiful one’s like yours!”

She beamed. “OK. Now YOU pee!” said Abby. She let a short squirt out that went down her leg. “Oh, I can’t DO it..” “Do it for her, Grandpa!” Abby commanded. “Yeah, do it for me—Grandpa!” She looked at me and smiled. I stood behind her once again and this time used my two forefingers to carefully separate her delicate labia minora and stretch her vulva open while she watched. “M’mm, that feels nice—Grandpa!” “OK, now pee!” I said. She let go a nice stream that missed before I got the aim right. “OH—that’s SO cool! I can pee standing up!” she exclaimed. “Yay! Courtney!” and Abby hugged her. “Now it’s your turn, Grandpa!” Courtney looked at me shyly smiling.

“Courtney wants to watch you pee, Grandpa!” Abby announced. Courtney just stood there smiling and nodded excitedly. Abby yanked down my trunks and Courtney gasped slightly. “It’s OK! It’s fun, watch!” Abby reassured and grabbed my cock. “OK, GO, Grandpa…” I let my urine go and Courtney watched in amazement. Abby grabbed her hand and put my penis in it. “Doesn’t it feel cool? Now squeeze it!” She clamped down rather hard on my penis and shut off the flow of urine then relaxed her grip letting it finish.

“Wow, that’s so cool…” she said mesmerized by my cock. “Now, you need to squeeze out the ‘leftovers’ starting at the bottom—like this…” Abby put her hand over Courtney’s hand and gripped my cock at the base and slid it up to the glans, bringing out a few more drops. “Abby…. Look!” All the attention was going to my “head” as it started to grow. Courtney’s eyes widened and she giggled as my limp penis morphed in her hand into a hard shaft. Abby grinned, “I just LOVE the head on his boner!” and she grabbed it and squeezed it.

Courtney was enthralled and ran her hand up and down my rock hard member feeling every inch. She leaned over to Abby and whispered in her ear and blushed deeply. Abby relayed what she asked, “Grandpa…” she played with my balls and looked up with puppy-dog eyes. “Is your penis ready to be milked?” I saw what was coming. “Abby, I don’t think your friends should be drinking my milk…” “But Roxy gets to drink it. She even gets to put your boner in her vagina and you squirt your milk in her.”

“PLEASE—Grandpa…” Courtney added her equally pathetic puppy-dogs. “Oh, alright, but you have to promise you won’t tell anyone—not even your parents, ‘K?” “OK” Courtney agreed. “How do I do it?” She stared at it. Abby grabbed it, “It’s just like in the pornos…” Internet pornography is no stranger to this young generation. “Open your mouth real wide and try and make it go down your throat, like this.” Abby went down on my cock about 2/3 of it’s length and choked a little.

Courtney stared wide-eyed. Abby continued, “Then you kinda fuck it with your mouth—up and down, up and down ‘til he squirts. Then you suck real hard and swallow all the milk. You will get about four squirts and it tastes funny but it makes your boobs grow!” Courtney smiled at that prospect and touched her nipples. She took my cock from Abby, swallowed and looked up at me. “Remember try to get it in your throat without choking…” Abby reminded. Courtney opened her mouth wide and engulfed the glans, moving her tongue around.

Once she got used to the object filling her mouth she started sliding more and more inch by inch. She stopped halfway and pulled off. “This is SO cool, Abby…” She popped it back into her mouth and picked up where she left off. She took me all the way to the back of her throat without gagging. Then suddenly I could feel the back of her throat relax and she pushed her face against my pelvis. She pulled out and got a breath of air. “How was THAT?” She asked Abby. I answered, “Courtney, that was fantastic, you’re a natural at doing this!” “You mean ‘blow job’- that’s what they call it on the internet.”

“Yeah, you’re a natural cock sucker!” I said crudely. They giggled. Courtney went back at it in earnest- taking me all in in one smooth stroke. Abby continued to play with my balls. Courtney took me in and out, in and out with slow, even strokes, breathing on the out-stroke. It only took about six strokes to summon the love juice from it’s reservoir. “OH, Courtney, YES! Here it comes!” My hips involuntarily rammed my cock into her throat. She choked a bit and she backed off to suck on my glans as the semen erupted.

She sucked hard- as instructed- and swallowed loudly. “G’m—-g’m—-g’mm” I counted five shots before I relaxed. She continued to suck. Abby interrupted, “I think he’s done, Courtney, now you have to squeeze out the ‘leftovers’…” With no further explanation Courtney kept my glans in her mouth and squeezed my cock at the base and slid her thumb up my urethra. She sucked the last drops into her tiny mouth and swallowed. She looked up at me and smiled, “Thank you for the milk—Grandpa!”

“What took you guys so long?!” Wyn asked as we exited the outhouse, the girls smiling. Sarah took one look at their faces and gasped, “Did Grampa DO you?!” “No. WE did Grandpa!” Abby whispered proudly, “Courtney sucked out Grandpas milk and drank it all!” Wyn just stood there with her mouth open, eyes like saucers, “You mean your Grampa DOES you and you do HIM??!” Abby whispered even softer, “We even FUCK Grandpa sometimes!!” “NO WAY!!” Both Courtney and Wyn challenged. Abby smiled and nodded proudly. “But his wiener is SO BIG!” Courtney stared at my crotch and conjured up recent events. “My vagina would be WAY too small for THAT!” The four of them took off for the blanket, chattering between themselves.

I headed back into the water for a swim and just cool off. I swam parallel to the beach a hundred yard or so and swam back to the crowd of people in the water. I was walking in belly-deep water just watching people enjoy the sun and water when I first saw her. It was a blond girl about Rachel’s age. She had swim goggles on and she was swimming underwater following my every move but staying about six feet away. She came up for air from time to time and I could see her developing breasts under her swimsuit.

I stood still for a minute and turned away from her. She swam underwater past me within two feet. This time I could see her underwater as she passed me she turned and looked at my crotch. A large bunch of bubbles came up from her mouth. She stood up and removed her goggles and wiped the water from her face. She approached me, concerned, “Excuse me, Sir…” she looked up at me and then down at my crotch and whispered, “I think your swimming trunks have slipped and your “thingy” is showing!” I looked down and my trunks had captured a pocket of air causing to float up and pull up into my crotch.

I gasped in feigned embarrassment, “Oh my gosh!” and quickly tucked my junk back into my trunks. “Oh, I’m SO sorry, young lady, it was an accident! I hope you’re not upset…” “No, I’ve seen my brother’s ‘thingy’ lots of times. Yours is just bigger- in fact it’s kinda cute! Can I see it again?” “You mean underwater?” “Yeah, where else?” “Oh, nowhere. Well, if you promise not to tell anyone…” “Sure, I promise…” I reached down and pulled my ‘package’ out through the leg of my trunks. She dropped underwater right in front of me and examined my anatomy from about a foot away.

She came up. “COOL, mister! Are those your balls under your wiener?” “Those are my ‘testicles’, yes…” “Yeah, testicles, we learned about them in sex ed class but yours are bigger than I imagined.” She went under again. I bounced up and down on my toes to give her a show. A large bubble came from her mouth- a laugh, I expect. She came up again “That was funny, mister, do it some more!” And she went down. I bounced and twisted sending my junk flopping every which way. She came up laughing. “You’re funny mister!

Your balls are SO cool! Can I touch them?” “Only if…” “I know– only if I don’t tell on you. OK I won’t…” And she dove down again. She poked one then the other. She tentatively grasped the right one between thumb and forefinger then the same with the left. She came up again for air. “Wow! Your balls- I mean testicles are cool!” she repeated herself. “I always thought they would be ‘squishier’!” She went down again. This time she gripped a ball in each fist and squeezed a little too hard.

I instantly reacted by pulling away from her and grabbing her arms. She came up quickly. “Oh my god! I hurt them, didn’t I?! Sorry, mister! My friends said they are delicate- I guess they are, huh?” “Yes, indeed, they are! Try and be more gentle.” She looked at me and reached down and cupped them and gently rolled them around. “Like this?” Then she felt something else and she went down again. I could feel the blood throbbing in my loins as my penis quickly inflated. I felt a hand wrap around it and slide up and down the shaft.

She came up suddenly. “OH MY GOD!” she whispered, “You grew a boner!” She looked down through the water at the wondrous thing still in her grip. “How did you DO that?! Why… “ She let go, looking a little concerned, “Are you going to FUCK me with it…” “No! I’m not going to fuck you!” I whispered. “That’s how you make a boy get a boner- by playing with his balls and wiener! If you stop touching me it will go back to normal. It doesn’t mean I’m gonna fuck you!” She looked relieved and grasped it again. “It sure grows BIG!” she commented as she explored it’s length.

I saw an underwater figure in a bikini swim up behind the girl and grab her legs and come up. The girl jumped. “Hah! I found you Lissy! You thought you could hide way over here but I FOUND you!” Lissy gasped and spun around and addressed the girl. I guessed she was a younger sister. “Marcy! you’re such a dweeb! Can’t you leave me alone?” Marcy stuck out her tongue at her. “Hi! I’m Lissy’s younger and smarter sister, what’s your name?” she asked me. “Well, I’m John! Nice to meet you and Lissy.” She shook my hand.

I could see her gaze go from our hands to the water in between us. Her eyes widened. “Excuse me…” she put her goggles back on and dove underwater and came right back up. She grabbed Lissy’s arm and pulled her a couple steps away from me. She cupped her hand around lissy’s ear and whispered excitedly while staring at me. Lissy whispered back. It was a long explanation. Marcy’s expression went from concern to disbelief to wonder and then she giggled. Lissy brought her back to me.

“Mister John, I know I promised not to tell anyone, but Marcy…” “I know—she saw my penis, didn’t she?” “Yeah, so I had to tell her so she didn’t freak out…” “I’m so sorry, Marcy, I hope you weren’t scared, it was just an acci-“ “Can I touch it too?!” she interrupted excitedly and put her goggles back on and went underwater in front of me. She grabbed my shrinking cock with one hand and felt up my balls with the other. She came up wide-eyed, “Your wiener is SO big, Mister John- not like my brother’s!”

Lissy whispered in her ear again and grinned. Marcy’s eyes widened again. They both went under and one hand stroked my cock up and down and the other played with my balls. The Cialis was doing it’s job. My cock responded quickly and hardened in the hand. The other hand went from my balls to join the other gripping my rock-hard cock. They both came up giggling. “I TOLD you!” said Lissy. “OH WOW, it’s HUGE!” declared Marcy. “But is he going to…” “No, it just DOES that when you play with it! –Right, Mr. John?” I whispered, “Yes, just because a boy gets a boner doesn’t mean he’s going to fuck you—at least not without your permission.” “Feel how BIG it is, Lissy!” Marcy reached down and grabbed my hard-on, “Could you get that into your vagina?” Lissy grabbed it too. “I don’t know,” she rubbed it up and down, “It’s only a little bit bigger than Mom’s ‘buzz-boner’.

And we put THAT in our pussy’s!” “Now hold on a minute, you two! Nobody’s putting my penis in their vagina!” “But Mr. John, I WANT to- you have my permission. I just want to see if it FITS…” She looked around, the nearest person was 100 feet away. She reached down and slipped her bikini bottoms off. “Here, hold these, Marcy.” “Lissy!” I protested as she wrapped her legs around my waist. “Oh, come on, Mr. John, it’ll be FUN!” She reached down and positioned my cock on her vaginal opening and applied pressure with her legs.

The head popped into her warm canal. She smiled, “It’s going in, Marcy!” “Oh, Lissy, this is so COOL!” She went underwater to watch as Lissy pushed harder and my cock slowly slid into her tight love tunnel. She got about half of me in and seemed to hit a barrier. She reached down to feel my cock. “Just about there!” She looked up at me and smiled. She took a couple slow, deep breaths and I could feel her pussy muscles relax. She gripped my waist with her legs and shoved the rest of me into her tight little cunt.

Her eyes widened and she grinned, “I DID it! It’s ALL the way in me!” Marcy surfaced, “Lissy! That’s so COOL! You got his HUGE BONER into your pussy! How does it FEEL!” “My pussy feels so FULL!” She shifted her hips around. “M’mm, now it’s getting hot!” I could feel her pussy heating up, too. She started breathing heavier. “Oh, Marcy! It feels GOOD!” She tilted her pelvis a couple times and she started panting.

“OH GOD, Marcy, I’m getting a “tingly” in my feet—now my legs—now my HM’mmmmmm—-HM’mmmmmm” she stifled a high pitched scream and her body went stiff with the occasional twitch of her hips. “HM’mmmmmmm—OH MARCY—-HM’mmmmm!” Her vaginal muscles rippled up and down my cock but there was no orgasm brewing after having been sucked dry by Courtney just 20 minutes earlier. In fact it was the drug that was keeping me hard. Lissy calmed down and said, “Mr. John, that was the best ‘tingly’ ever! Thank you for letting me put your penis in me!”

“Come ON, Lissy! Get OFF of it it’s MY turn…” Marcy urged. Lissy pulled herself off my hard-on. “Hey, I don’t remember offering rides!” “But Mr. John—you did Lissy with your boner! Now I need a ‘tingly’, too, REAL BAD!” She was holding her crotch with both hands and looked up at me, “PLEASE?!” “Oh, alright…” She whipped her bottoms off and practically leapt onto me. “Oh, GOODY!” Lissy went underwater to watch. Marcy rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit then she clamped her legs against my butt.

My cock slid halfway into her hot, lubricated, tight little vagina. “OH, yeah!” she said, “Put it ALL in, Mr. John!” She tilted her hips and gripped me with her legs and my pelvis met hers. “OH—WOW!! Mr. JOHN! Your boner is wonderful!” Lissy came up and stated the obvious, “You DID it, Marcy, I SAW it go into you all the way! That was SO cool! Now—try and have a ‘tingly’…” I don’t think she had to try very hard. She was panting already. I thought my cock would have been getting used to tight holes by now but hers was maybe the tightest—at least as tight as Sarah’s. She tilted her pelvis back and forward barely able to move on my penis.

She panted heavier, “Oh, Lissy, I feel it coming…” I felt my loins tighten up with an impending orgasm- sending more blood into my penis. “Oh my god! Mr. John! What are you DOING?!!” I could feel my cock head expand inside her. My cock swelled in both girth and length. “Mr. JOHN! GH’MM—–GH’MM—–GH’MM….” Her orgasm brought on mine and we rammed the newly created length into her love hole, grinding pelvises. “OH SHIT!” I managed to whisper, my hips humping wildly into her incredible tightness. I don’t know if I had any semen but it was mind blowing. “OH, Lissy, OH, GH’nnnnnn……GH’nnnnnnnn…” My orgasm set her off on her second. Her convulsions slowed to hip-twitches, “Mr. John! I had TWO ‘tingly’s’! How did you DO that?!!”

My cock quickly deflated and slipped out of her. “Well, girls are lucky. They can have as many ‘tinglies’ as they want! Next time you use your Mom’s “buzz boner” you can try it! Now, get your bottoms on- somebody’s coming…” I quickly tucked my ‘junk’ back into my shorts as a 30-ish woman walked towards us. “Hi, Mom!” the girls greeted happily. “Is everything OK?” She looked at me, concerned. “This is Mr. John. He was showing us a snake!” Marcy fibbed. “Yeah!” agreed Lissy, “And then we found a bone!”

They giggled holding their mouths. “And we stuck the bone in a hole…” Marcy continued the story, her mother completely confused, “Then we took the bone out and stuck it in another hole!” Lissy finished, “Then the bone turned into a snake and swam away!” I shrugged my shoulders and looked at their mother smiling. “I hope they’re not bothering you, John!” she said to me. “They’ve been telling stories since I met them. It’s OK- I have 3 granddaughters just like them. I’m used to it…” “Come on, girls, it’s time to go…” She turned and started walking away. “Thanks for the bone, Mr. John!” Lissy said, grinning, and she reached into my trunks underwater and gave my cock a squeeze as she followed her mother.

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