Grandpa died and no one knew. There was no warning and no one got to say goodbye and I was a lot more broken by it than I ever thought I’d be,
I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with this pain and hoped that it’d disappear over time. I felt like the best thing to do would sleep so I was in bed early. Wrapped up in a blanket and eyes and throat raw from crying.
As I was drifting off into sleep I felt a hand rub down my arm, from shoulder to wrist. The arm wrapping around my waist as I felt a masculine form press up against my back with a very noticeable hard cock pressed against my ass. I purred and moved to turn around to look at the person who was comforting me, making me feel safe and they stopped me with a gentle touch to my chin but didn’t say a word.
I felt the warm hand lift up my leg and the hard cock poking at my pussy. I moaned and ground my his back against his helping to push that delicious feeling cock deep into my wet pussy. He thrust slow and long. Taking his time in a slow and loving fuck. It was amazing and my orgasms were slow, well built, and long as he kept going. It felt like he fucked me for hours and when I felt him throb inside of me, knew he had filled me with cum I had to turn over, see who it was, only to see that no one was there…
I was afraid for a moment, but remembered how safe and warm he made me felt I thought of Grandpa. I knew he had to say goodbye and leave me a good memory and I was able to fall asleep so much better with a loved filled heart.