.."We'd left the restaurant and still had some time to kill before picking up the load. Hank, true to hisword, was going to take advantage of his sure...thing fuck slut whenever he could.Getting into the cab, Hank's helping hand on my ass became a hot grope and he followed me in, easilyshoving me into the sleeper.I turned around and pulled him in with me, kissing him the whole time. His hand slid down the front ofmy skin-tight Capri's."Where you stashing that little thing, Baby?"His hand slipped. "My house is fully supplied with things much better thanthose." he boasted. He showed me to a room in the attic. It had acouple of windows, a single bed with a lacy slipcover on it, a dresser,a small desk and a huge closet. He told me," This will be your roomTricia, The bathroom is down on the second floor. "We will get you somenice curtains for the windows." He told me. I thanked him and followedhim downstairs to the Master suite where Mary was directing the hangingof her clothes in the. Love, hell, he adored the magnificent, swollen mound! As he began eating again, he felt Katie's sock-covered legs encircle his shoulders. She pulled his face closer to her throbbing womanhood.Pops ate his granddaughter's pussy with a ravenous wantonness. Katie whimpered and cried with tears of enjoyment. Suddenly, her legs constricted around him. She pulled him so tightly against her pussy he couldn't breathe. Her voice begged, "Oh Pops, please don't make me cum just yet! I thought you might. When he felt I was ready he turned me on my side, lay behind me and began to work his wonderful cock into my waiting hole. I was definitely more ready for him than I was the night before. In no time he was buried half way up my ass and was slowly pumping in and out. I had never know such pleasure!He would grab my head, twist it towards him and kiss me. At one time he would tell me how sexy I was, and at other times he would call me his little whore. No matter what he said, it just made me.