”“You’re really fucking crude, that’s my sweet daughter you’re talking about. I asked her about that, why you instead of any number of hands...me young studs and she said that you have good genes and she wants that for her child. She added that since I never had your baby this would give you the opportunity to pass your genes to the future, your line won’t die out. After I thought about it I figured she is right, if she had a kid from you, she would be awesome. She might be a world leader or the. He's ancient!" piped the youngster.Bessie, who was well into her seventieth year, laughed."Kids," she said, slapping her knee. "They sure will keep you young." You think so?" asked Bob."They do when you can send them home," she laughed."Sorry we were late," said Bob. "Something came up." I just bet it did," said Bessie, beaming. "You young folks are lucky that things keep coming up." She winked and Bob was amazed to feel his face heat up."You ready to go, Tiger?" he asked Curtis."Yup," said the. After a moment he said, "She told me that Brian wasn't big enough for her." I let him stand there for another moment, wondering what I was going to do.I could tell I had him scared. I threatened to take away his cell phone and computer, or worse I told him I was going to call his father and let him decide how to handle his punishment. Erik's father had a knack for being a bit hard with his punishments, even for small things. He begged me not to tell, and I eventually agreed. It was too. I straddled her with my legs and she reached up and undid my shirt and pulled it over my head. She started moving her small delicate hands over my bare chest and tweaking my nipples, causing a shot to pulse through my cock. She eagerly pulled at my belt buckle and I stood to let my pants fall. As the pants fell her eyes stared at the large bulge pushing out from my underwear. Stephanie smiled and pulled on the waistband of my boxers and eased the band over my rigid cock, dropping the.