”It was true. Her shirt was practically choking her, with her tits peeking out of the bottom of her bra and her pants and panties were hanging off o...e dainty ankle.She giggled as well, then pulled her shirt down with a blush and fresh dimple display. I sat back and let her pull her panties and pants back up. She straightened herself up a bit more, slipping her shoes back on.Then she gave me such a look of adoration.“You are so good to me,” she said flatly. Then she gave me a tender kiss on the. The insurance company was footing the bill for her classes, but not lodging.Shelly was Don’s first and favorite grandchild; and had been ever since she tagged him with his nickname, ‘Pops’, when she was a mere three years old.The girl would, literally, run over her own siblings and cousins to reach Pops with hugs and kisses.Although the ‘child’ was now a freshman in college at 18, she hadn’t changed a bit… with the exception of her body.He found himself watching, and appreciating her bouncing. It’s been years since becoming a cyborg freak of nature that he felt something so basely human. Much of his body had been replaced, but some of them weren’t, and this one…was working.He began to gently rub her chest, just to feel it. It was so soft, yet so hard. He saw her panties, white as snow. Not once did he ever think of her this way, but now it was as if nothing he could do could prevent him from thinking this way.Brain started to growl, and this startled Gadget. He grabbed Brain by the. She was pretty serious about meeting me and actually doing a BDSM session beyond these chat sessions.We started planning our meetup. I was in Pune and she was in Mumbai. We decided to meet midway in Lonawala.She booked a premium hotel room in Lonawala for the weekend. (We even discussed various other things, but this being a sex story, I won’t bore the readers with those details. So, please don’t think about discussions which might have followed in between).I packed my bag and carried a variety.