I just laid there, shivering and quaking, staring at this naked man and his beautiful cock. After I gained some energy, we started talking about fanta...ies. He told me he likes fem-boys. He likes crossdressing, submissive sissies. He likes being the sugar daddy and spoiling his girls with clothes and sex. I already liked crossdressing so and older guys. It was a nice match. I was still naked, with my head on his naked chest when he told me he had a massage appt in almost an hour and that I could. He kissed her forehead before propping himself on his elbows. He had a tit in each hand. He pulled back until she felt empty, then pressed forward until she was filled. While making those slow strokes, he looked at her face.“Marilyn!” he said when lightning struck her. He withdrew, surged forward, and pulsed while he was buried in her depths. “Love you,” he said before rolling them over. That was nice, although there was a lot of weight on her right leg.Soon, though, she got hungry. She. S. history text. Jughead clapped it against his own copy with a flourish. Betty took his arm, as she had that morning, and they strolled together down the hall — the beanpole in the beanie and the naked, natural blonde. Jughead was the only boy in the school, other than Archie, who hadn't tried to cop a feel all day. She wondered if he was gay, but it was hard to tell. He hadn't gone nuts over Archie, either, and he loved Archie like a brother. Juggie was just her friend, but she realized she. He then joins me on the swing. We watch the car drive out of sight.Grampa then looks over at me, smiles, winks, and says, "I don't know about you, but I hate housework."I pout, glare at him in anger, and shout, "You're not the only one; it isn't my idea to come help you today."Grampa laughed saying, "Aww, honey, don't give me that sad face. Come with me, I have a surprise for you."My eyes lit up and I smile, "You do, what is it, tell me Grampa, I can't wait!"He took my hand, got up and led me.