"Yes," I said.He gave me a key. "Return it to me when you leave," he said. I wanted to ask what she did for him, but then again I didn't want to ask. ... nodded.Entering through a short entranceway, a large room opened before me furnished tastefully for intimate conversation--a sofa, loveseat and chair towards the back with a low table between--a mahogany card table with four matching chairs--a small bar in the left corner with three high stools--a metal swinging door with a portal like window to. “Oh I’m sure you have lots of naughty fantasies Grandpa apart from the school girl thing. I bet you’d love to watch me masturbate, tell me what to do. I bet you’d like some other role play stuff too, you know me pretending to be someone for you or doing something in front of you, maybe with another girl perhaps? I will literally do anything you ask. After all if a girl will pee in front of her Grandpa and then drink some of that off his fingers, what wouldn’t she do?”“So anything I ask?”“Yes I. I am asenior ( let's say mid 60:s), and as far back as I can recall I have beenfascinated about dressing as a girl.When I was about 10 or 11 I started to think what it would be like if Icould be a boy one day, and dress as a girl the next, and by the age of18 would have to make a decision which gender I thought best fit me. Mysisters did dress me up in my mother's closthes and put makepup on me soI could model for my parents. Everyone was thought it was cute,and hada good laugh.What they. I slipped a hand down as she was blowing me and felt it; god they are so squishy yet firm, they dont sag at all and 100% real (as if real was even a question). As soon as I grabbed the one, she took off her bra all while still sucking me off.It was time; I finally got to see her tits out and it was this moment that pushed me over that limit and was about to make me bust a nut all over her pretty little face and tits. She could tell I was about too, my muscles tensed up and I wasnt sure what.