It was easy there was a design that you write on your body and they can't read your thoughts. I walked pass him grabbing a glass of water and headed t...o the living room he was sitting on the couch.“Well, just one wish to get your wishing juices flowing.” He said giving a light chuckle afterI sat in the chair next to the door to the kitchen staring back at him. Feeling like I had no choice I stood up as did he and I walked over to my bedroom door. He stood a couple of feet behind me I turned. One of the men, a handsome, silver hair gentleman in tennis shorts broke off from their game and trotted off the court to meet me. “Cynthia?” he said, a look of surprise on his handsome face. “Is that really you?” “Yes, Grandpa, it’s me.” He grabbed me in a bear hug, taking my breath away. Then spun me around. “My god you have become so beautiful.” He then waved over his three friends. “This is my granddaughter I been telling you about. Isn’t she the most beautiful thing you ever seen? And. He looked up over her naked body, saw the sexy little nipples of her A-cup tits quivering as she was both frightened and nervous as she knew that her grandfather was about to fuck her."Ellie, baby, you're so beautiful. I'm about to help you become a very sexy young woman," Philip said and with that he looked into her mother's eyes, saw that she was ready, and then he wedged the swollen head of his hardon into the outer lips of Ellie's pussy and when he was "seated" properly, he pushed forward. "We're almost done, but you haven't learned your lesson yet". Her breathing was heavy as she resolved herself to stay over his lap. The paddle came down quickly over and over again as she screamed. He could hear the desperation in her voice as the bruises formed, she was almost there. He did not hold back when he started with the paddle on her again and when she begged him to stop, he didn't. Tears formed in her eyes as she began to sob uncontrollably. The hurt, the guilt, the pain, it.