A Grandmother's thanksgiving confession
492 Words
life. I squirted. At that moment as I heard the water gush out of my p***y and hitting the carpet what sounded like to me after a big dog pissing on a carpet. I grunted so loud and almost collapsed on the door. My eyes were still closed. After a few moments of heavy panting and coming to the realization that my body had done something it had never done before. I realized my grunt was pretty loud and I was caugjht. I nervously looked back through the ajar door waiting to see my grandson walking towards it but at that moment i had grunted a squirted my grandson had just turned on his TV. As he watched TV naked I could see his d**k was still pointing straight up in the air. He got up a few times to pick up headphones so I know it was pointing up. The joys of being young. So much blood bumping in that d**k. He could still jerk off for another 30 min this time.I waited in that closet til Andy decided to put on his boxers and go to the bathroom. Then I made my escape.
Yeah, that's the worse part. It's my grandson Andy, The youngest grandson, and I don't know what to do.How come at my age I am getting so horny and for my own grandson. In the last month I have m*********d more than I have in the past eighteen years. What is happening to me? What do I do? I think it isn't even his p***s size. If it was small I would still want it. I don't know how this happened. But It is a sickness now.
Before sending you this email. I decided to see if maybe I could hang out with like a caring grandmother should. I made him breakfast and his came down wearing a crusty shirt. I told him to take off the shirt. He complained. I argued with him for a while. Finally after his big brother told him to listen to his grandmother he did and he took off his shirt. I took it from him. I knew the shirt was covered in c*m. I could see it was the "rag" he grabbed from under his bed. Thursday night. While he leaned over and handed it to me my hand started to shake as I was going to grab it. My body was pumping so much adrenaline it was because he was shirtless handing me a shirt I saw him use to wipe off the c*m from his chest two days prior.
I left the kitchen, Charlie asked "Are you okay nan?"
"Yes" I replied. I went to the laundry and rubbed his c*m shirt all over my face. It smells so good.The images of his hard c**k shooting rope after rope. Thick globes of c*m. I have m*********d while asking for your help several times. Please whatever you could do
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