Listen up, you thirsty bastards. I decided my granddaughters were far too tense, so I gathered those sweet, tight little things in my bedroom for a lesson in self-pleasure they’ll never forget.
I had them strip naked and line up on the silk sheets. I didn’t want them rushing; I wanted them dripping. I handed out the gear—heavy glass dildos for the deep aches and buzzing rabbit vibrators for those sensitive little clits. I watched their faces flush as I commanded them to start. “Open those legs wide, girls,” I purred, “and show Granny how much you want it.”
The room filled with the sound of wet slapping and the hum of motors. I moved between them, guiding their hands, showing them exactly how to swirl their fingers in their soaking pussies while the dildos stretched them open. I made them moan louder, pushing them to the brink, teasing their nipples until they were rock hard.
When I saw their eyes glaze over and their hips start to jerk, I gave the order. “Now! Cum for me!”
It was a symphony of filth. They all screamed, their pussies clamping down hard on the toys as thick waves of cum sprayed across the sheets. I joined in, rubbing my own drenched slit, and we all collapsed in a heap of shaking limbs and sticky juices.
Stay tuned for more, boys. Granny’s just getting started.
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