I turn her around again, till we are face to face. Grabbing both ends of the rope, I tie a knot just above her nipples. M keeps her eyes locked on min.... Her lips are parted and her cheeks puff out a bit, with every exhale. I separate the rope, holding one end in each hand and slip them under each of M’s armpits and to the middle of her back. I pull both ends of the rope around her back and across her breasts. Keeping little slack in the rope, I transfer the rope ends form one hand to the. ‘I don’t think Mommy would want me to share your bed, Grandad.’‘In which case, I suggest you don’t tell her.’You frown again and bite your lower lip. ‘Hmm, I don’t know if I should.’ Abruptly, you brighten and run back to the bed. ‘You have a full length mirror.’ You stand in front of it and slowly turn around, admiring your yellow sun dress.I walk over and stand behind you. In the reflection I notice how much taller I am. The top of your head is below my neckline. ‘You’re such a beautiful. I circle her clitoris with my thumb while the rest of my hand finds her deeper pleasure. She is so lightweight my left hand can pull her hips up to me so that when my fingers enter her, the go deep. She arches her back and squeezes her eyes closed tight. I penetrate her over and over, letting my thumb bring her to small climaxes and waiting for the real quake to take over.I free my left hand from her hip and use it to pull her tank top down and expose those tiny little breasts. My find her. She seemed anxious to catch the ride, I thought. I watched her as she walked down the aisle toward the back of the bus toward me and thought this unusual since I was the only one who occupied a seat there. Maybe she didn't like to be near a lot of people either.She was pretty in a sort of offbeat way, beautiful figure, not too slim, not too curvy, she was average height, her dark blond hair pulled back in a short ponytail, she was wearing a thin summer dress that clung to her as she moved. She.