the nutcracker

Gilf phone sexMy sweet grandpa would always visit me in rehearsal. I have always loved ballet and was an avid dancer for the holiday season. I was always in the nutcracker and my poppa was always cheering me on. One year I was able to put a whole new meaning to the word nutcracker.

I had a long day at rehearsal and my parents asked poppa to pick me up. We were alone and I was bored. I was exhausted and ready to take a nap. I laid in my grannies bed she was away at bingo and with her friends. poppa and I had the afternoon to ourselves. He could see how tired I was and wanted to help me feel better. I still had my ballet outfit on. He suggested I need a massage.

He insisted he would make me feel better. I couldn’t argue with my caring grandpa. I felt him unzip me and work my back with his hands. He kept rubbing down to his favorite part of my body. My tight fanny. He began to work his fingers in my tight ass and asked me if it felt good. I was wet as can be and my outfit was soaking.

He whispered in my ear if I could be his nutcracker. I giggled and spread my tight bum. In he went, My tutu was still on but he found away to perch inside my fanny. Pumping me till he came inside my ass. I was loving it all.

My grandpa has always loved the nutcracker and I was glad we put a new meaning to it together :)

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