Taking a road trip to visit my grandson was exciting for me. It was a long trip but it was worth it to see my wonderful progeny, though I thought the drive would never be over, but finally, I arrived. I didn’t knock and went in. We have always been like that in our family, believing the door is always open. When I entered his home, he was not there but I heard a noise in the back, so I was going down the hall and saw him bouncing on the bed fluffing pillows. However, the only pillows I could see were hiding under his skimpy shorts. Smiling his typical bright smile, Zander greeted me. I reached over to him and rubbed those big mounds of his perfect peach, telling him “these pillows look pretty fluffy”. I should have told him these pillows are pretty AND fluffy. Throughout his whole life, Zander has always responded well to praise and affirmation, but this time was different. I love him and thought to myself, “It wasn’t like we had never looked before. And I am sure he wanted what I wanted. But suddenly, we saw each other, really saw each other.” It was at that moment things got more sexual, intense, as I continued to rub his butt and crotch. To me, it was a delight, especially hearing his responses to my touching and rubbing. I couldn’t resist. I pulled off his tiny shorts and jock strap. While gazing upon my gorgeous grandson, I couldn’t resist and got my face in his crack rimming him deep. His responses drove me crazy with lust. Moving, I laid back against the headboard and Zander joined me, cuddling next to me. By that time my dick was hard and he sweetly asked me, “may I?” Of course, I said he could, and he bent down sucking me. He was awesome. I don’t know where he learned it, but I was definitely not his first. My grandson is an expert cocksucker. I wanted to fuck him and got off the bed, getting him to back up to me. I slowly entered him. Heaven! He complained about my size, but I figured a cocksucker as good as he was had had his share of dick in his hole, and sure enough I got my confirmation. I was pumping his hole and he groaned, telling me it felt great. Zander’s moans were music to my ears, stoking my fire. I hiked one foot up on the bed sliding in deeper. He got even louder. I asked, “getting to the spot?” Zander groaned, yes. Then soon we moved back to the headboard and I got him to ride me, in a reverse-cowboy position. Damn, my grandson rode me like a bucking bronco, pounding himself all the way up and back down, nestling his butt on my lap, fully penetrated. Ohhhhh…how sweet it was. We finally ended up moving next to each other, kissing and jerking our own cocks, embracing, until Zander blew his load first, and then I followed not far behind spilling my cum on my crotch. It was an eye-opening experience for both of us, and a new beginning of great things to come for our family.

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