When had we lost that joy, that spontaneity?We were heading towards the living room for our usual night of Netflix when Steve touched my hand.“Why d...n’t we take this to the bedroom?” he asked.I could only nod eagerly as I took his hand and followed him to our bedroom.As I reached to unbutton my blouse, Steve took me in his arms and pressed his lips to mine. Soon, we were kissing passionately, our tongues dueling while we stroked each other’s backs.I was mildly disappointed as Steve pulled back,. He kissed her again and she kissed back for all she was worth.“I will definitely stick around for that.” She said kissing his neck and biting at his earlobe.“Honey, don’t start something we can’t finish tonight.” He said scooping her up in his arms. Now I had better get you back to your bed before I get confused and put you in mine.“I like the sound of that Jamie.” She whispered as she slipped her arms around his neck. She had waited a long time to find the right man to give herself to and. I felt my body stretching around his fat cock, and it hurt. He heard me whimper and realized I had tears streaming down my face. He was hurting me again. Then I felt his left arm across my hips to push me down onto his cock His right hand still on my clit to distract me from the pain And it hurt so much! Slowly, he pushed a few inches more and remained still to let my body adjust to his size. He messaged my pussy while he held still, whispering in my ear “Take Papaws cock baby. . Because my legs were so strong from all the work and running I did, my butt was muscular too and stuck out a ways. I remember getting patted on my butt quite a few times when I was a kid, mostly by older ladies, but sometimes by young girls too. I guess I liked the attention, because I never told anyone to quit doing it. One other thing is that I went through puberty at an early age. By the time I turned twelve I had some hair on my chest as well as under my arms and in my groin area. My penis.