.girls," I said. "You will appreciate them some day," she stated. "I have to leave again real soon so we haven't much but I would like to play a...game, OK?" I asked, "A game?" "Sure, I'll bet your older buddies play it with their girlfrieds, we used to call it stink finger," she replied. "I heard of it, but that's all," I said. She was seated cross ways from me and scooted closer and as she did the front of the old dress opened up to reveal those luscious big thighs I was so. Quick as a flash they both screamed "Yes!", grabbed ahold of one of my hands each and whisked me up into the bedroom for the final fuck of the day. I once again asked Grandpa "My p*o p*o hurts can you fix it again Grandpa?" and without a word was in me but this time he'd managed to get me riding on top of him! The pain was terrible my ass felt like it was tearing and my cries were loud. It was unbearable until Granny then followed over whilst Grandpa was still fucking me saying "Oh dear son,. She gave me tips for studies and I followed, I got attention in class, started giving answers in class and was performing better, days passed, semester 1 came, I tried my best and scored 89.6% I was so happy and I thanked her. When I reached class 6th abruptly eng mam left the school. And I was like why. Still I tried to contact her but in vain. I have always praised her. She is d best.I still have my tuition teacher but in ending, she got married and went Delhi. I missed her. I never forgot. Fucking Marcy always went accompanied with plenty of kissing and lots ofteasing roaming hands. Lisa especially seemed to loved playing withMarcy's nipples while fucking her from behind and whispering in her earwhat a good sissy she was. It was something that Marcy had to admit feltstrangely good. She had never considered that her nipples could be sosensitive or that they could bring her so much pleasure.It was slightly worrying as well though as Lisa's playing with them leftthem feeling.