I expected pride, or triumph, or even a cheeky wicked grin, but he looked at me with such overwhelming love that tears sprang into my eyes. He knelt b...fore me, and buried his face into my lap. Into my lap he mumbled, ‘I won’t let you down. I promise you, I won’t let you down.’ He stayed there for another minute then stood up in front of me. The look in his eye had gone and it was replaced with the cheeky one I had expected. ‘Anna, I will come and get you at five this afternoon, and I want us to. “so! How’s my favorite granddaughter tonight?”As he waited for her reply, josie’s grandfather took another long look at her young blossoming body. His ‘littlest’ girl was growing up fast. She was rapidly turning into a highly attractive young woman, but she still had that sweet, innocent childhood tenderness about her. He took note of the light traces of hair around her ‘special place’, and reasoned that her sexual abilities were probably developing.Josie could see the way her grampa was. It had been used for storing stock. Now she had to get it habitable. There was only one bedroom so she couldn't take the children at weekends. They didn't seem to mind.The weather was still fairly mild, so I got hold of an old caravan and parked it in the garden of the house in Plymouth. The kids and I took a couple of weekends down there so I could get the inside cleared out. I didn't want the house to get any worse. Once we got the rubbish out I restored the electricity and hired a couple of. My wife was almost beyond reason now; any doubts she had were gone; her pussy venting full flow with its juices, her tits boldly jutting in front of her. Even her walk now was a proud swagger, with her legs further apart than normal, to let my fingers penetrate her cunt deeper than earlier.For a change, I placed my left hand to her pussy, fingering her openly now as we walked, my right hand between her bumcheeks, fingering her bumhole; it also being saturated with her juices.Dave was also.