Fanny’s A Unique Treat

I know I’m different. Grandpa calls me his special little snowflake. That’s because there’s no one like me. My holes are exceptionally small, tight, and cozy warm, dripping juices like falling rain. It’s an “inside” feeling; inner beauty and all of that. Grandpa loves pounding his cock into my cunnyholes deep and rough and then whipping them out again while our sex sauces pour out. My holes stretch, and then they go back to itty-bitty, teeny tiny little openings right after! They drip such beautiful wet tears of wanting. The other day, Grandpa wanted to nail me in a special place. I was nervous when he led me outside to the garden, because it was raining! Once Grandpa peeled off my soaking wet T-shirt and looked at my little pink nipples poking through the damp material, I could see his old man bulge very clearly. Grandpa told me to hop up on the fountain, and the waterfall warm water ran down my bare ass cheeks. Grandpa said I was already so wet for his dick, a little rain couldn’t hurt anybody. I agreed, and Grandpa rammed my dripping cunny hard, grunting raggedly and telling me how special his little Fanny slut is.

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