Yet, i was crying within. I found shelter at the swami sivananda ashram, where i would sit on the steps and stare into space. Food was served free the...e, buti had no hunger. The bhajans never gave me any solace. I wanted to jump into the river and end my life for so many killings that i had done. That was my state when this incident took place. It was three days that i was like this; dirty, without a bath, unkempt hair, a month’s growth of the beard and a physique that could hardly hold itself.. It was dark and tan, and when he stroked it for you it was about eleven inches long and as thick as your arm. Later you would tell me it was the last reason. He slowly got up from his chair and walked over to you, standing between my legs and in front of you while you still impaled yourself onto me. His eleven inch, fat cock was now standing just inches from your face. You looked back at me and asked if it was OK. I nodded yes and you turned around and took both hands off my thighs and wrapped. Dad and Jen were waiting in the car outside the station when my train got in; she hadn't been there too long. We went straight home; Dad said that Mum would have some hot supper ready for us.It was a silent meal as we remembered why we were together again, but because we knew that Grandpa had enjoyed his life and hadn't suffered at the end, in a funny way we were happy for him, because after years of stoicsm, he was no longer plagued by his aches and pains.Jen and I managed a quiet hug. I can feel every inch of him, from my shoulders to my knees. Using his fingertips, he pushes my hair out of the way while kissing my shoulder. He runs his wet tongue up my neck, causing me to shiver, my body reacting instantly, my pussy clenching as I feel my wetness, my nipples instantly erect, throbbing for more. He takes my hands one at a time and raises them above my head, so my body is taut and craving his touch once again. As I feel his body rubbing and caressing my back, I put my hands.