It made me feel special and I embraced it by pursuing my anal curiosity. So whenever I had the house to myself I'd have fun.It started with a finger, ... pen and eventually a highlighter which was my biggest item to handle at the time.(I'm from a small town in Ontario so parents/adults are friends)-----------------------------------My first experience begins when I was an 18 year old, fresh out of our little high school working a summer job for the town in order to save up enough money for. Dad came over and shook his hand, "We couldn't stay long, Dad, Janice had a lot of shopping to do."He then looked at me and said, "Have fun Trisha."I replied, "I will, Good-bye, see yah all later."The two of us watched them drive out of sight. Then Grampa snuggled up against my neck, and said, "Trisha, sweety, my beautiful young lady, how's about skipping the housework, and going straight to my bed for some sexy fun?"His words made me tingle with so much desire I wanted to take my clothes off. Goldman began spluttering. “B-b--but, yo-you--you can’t be doing this! This is insane! I will not have such indecent displays in my home. I insist that all of you leave this instant. I shall inform the authorities of your unacceptable indecency and demand that you be punished accordingly.”As she spoke, he indecent granddaughter crossed the room and spoke quietly to her grandmother for a few seconds.The change was miraculous. Her grandmother’s face changed from the twisted caricature of hate. Down next to him and easily slowly removing the blanket top down his body careful not to wake him, as I pulled it down to his hips I went for it, and pulled the remaining blanket past his prize and joy.There it was, the magnificent manhood my dad had, my eyes were glued to it, it had to be 8 inchs soft with a big bulbous head that was goody with pre-cum the sweet nector I've been wanting all my life, I reached for to feel t in my hand, grasping it like a new toy, I lifted it up as one price ads.