“I’ll show you how to handle one.” I threw back my head on moaned aloud as he took my cock into his mouth. He bobbed his head up and down on th...e tip, before running his tongue down one side. I wriggled and groaned as he expertly sucked my cock, his tongue and lips caressing my veiny shaft. He began to flick his tongue across my bulbous mushroom cap, before taking the tip in his mouth and guiding his tongue into my piss slit. “Oooh! My god! It’s so good!” I cried out. “I love you sucking my. “Madamji, i am going to fuck you now. I am going to ram my lund in your choot till you cry out my name. I am going to pump you like gharwala does till you forget his name & only remember only mine.” Saying this, he dragged me onto my feet. I was so turned on by his rough & cheap words that i did not have enough strength to hold myself up. He picked me up in his arms like i was a feather weight. One hand ws under my shoulder & the fingers played with my nipple. The other was under my thighs. I. She hugged and kissed both of us and said goodbye. We reminded her that she was always welcome to drop in when we were here and then she told us that her parents lived an hour away, further south and she doubted that she would be coming back. We hugged and kissed again and watched her drive away. For the next few days, life seemed very somber. Every time we looked at Bill’s trailer next door, we were reminded of his death. His death affected us so much that Ginger and I didn’t do anything. George was amused at my interest in his granddaughter, and he suggested we have a visit while he prepared our lunch. He brought us each a beer, which was cool and refreshing, but which also added to the intrigue of sitting next to this beautiful fourteen year-old girl.As we sat there chatting, I noticed that the nipples of her breasts were poking out through the t-shirt she wore, and she noticed that my shorts were bulging bigger and bigger.Finally, after finishing my first beer and starting on.