. ?" Andrea made a show of looking down."Yes," Junior matched her hair color ... and there was quite a bit ... for just fifteen. "I need to do somethi...g about that ... the idea makes me nervous."Andrea leaned her elbow on the chart table and rubbed her upper lip while cupping her chin with her thumb. "Want some help?" Please." The excess of nether hair was why Junior was here. This swimwear was so tiny, there was no room for a landing strip. A razor wielded by hands that nicked leg fuzz on. I'd wanted her to go to the local Polytechnic where she would have been with people of our class and she'd have been at home too. But no! Harry had encouraged her and her schoolteachers had been keen. She'd won a scholarship and we'd found the money. I'd hoped that when she'd finished her degree she'd be back teaching or something close at hand. But now she looked set to marry this man who was socially far outside our class. Life would be awkward and I imagined my grandchildren looking down on. When I looked in the mirror, my round athletic ass cheeks were on display. Next, Grandpa handed me a white, sleeveless shirt that he tied just below my breasts so that my breasts were nearly half on display.“Pony tail and hiking boots and get downstairs for breakfast.”When I got to the table, Grandpa had pulled my chair out for me. I lowered myself onto the dildo and scooted forward to eat.“Depending on how your hike goes, Ryan may be sending me his list of desired alterations this evening.” . ..and another smack. Second one harder then the first. That time *** pulled her hips in a little, but then popped her ass right back into position. ###'s cock bounced again. But he let her wait for a minute...she moaned...pushed her ass out further, reaching for him. He stood back and watched...watched her wanting him. This made him grab his belt, she loved the belt. *** heard the belt...her legs felt weak. This time ### rubbed her whole ass...then whip...slap...sting...loud moan. *** was so.