She held him tautly there with her legs, and pierced his eyes with her unflinching gaze. Locked together like this, his searing heat and throbbing p...lse transferred to her like the merciless beatings of a percussionist, his felt-covered timpani mallet beating the stretched, taught skin of the drum, sending shock waves reverberating unhindered through her body. They traveled through her womanhood, involuntarily clenching her already-tight abs, and played her rib cage like a xylophone before. He wanted to get more in touch with, to embrace, to be wrapped in his feminine side. He wanted to experiment with being a little girl under the care of a loving, tender nanny who would teach him to be a good girl.Maria knew how to deal with this. It had all been implanted during her training. She reached out and stroked his cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned in to her hand. "And what is my girl's name?"His voice was a whisper. "Cindy."He opened his eyes and looked up into hers. As he looked,. The truth was that my grandpa and I had been having sex most days after school.I’m about to tell you one of my favorite stories. As I drive to his house I become very horny. I’ve been thinking about this all day at school. I can’t concentrate on anything but having sex with grandpa. It seems that the last few months he’s the only thing on my mind. When we’re away from each other I’ve even called him to have phone sex. I pull into the driveway and am so excited. I grab my bag of clothes and head. I didn't need to be asked twice. I ran my tongue across her breast once more, carefully flicking my tongue over her erect nipple. "Agh," she groaned again.My head slipped across to her other breast, working the same magic with my tongue. I paid close attention upon her erect nipple, hardened by not only the cool air catching hold of it but the growing sexual arousal that was building up inside her body.Each clash between my tongue and her nipple brought about another reaction, "Ooh... Agh!" Amy.