Oh shit, I could not believe what was on the paper, it blew my mind right then and there. She proceeds to tell me that her mother had confided in her ...about our love making and sexual encounters, oh shit I said to myself, now what. The note went on and her mother told her how good I was to her, when she needed me and how this budding romantic feeling had started and how she felt after we made love with each other. The note also contained her work cell phone number different than her own one that. The same evening she called to inform that her husband was happy too and will be leaving the next day itself. I was HAPPY TOO :P if you know what I mean. Because he wasnt worth enough to take care if this beautiful smiling princess. She was cute , with big eyes, slim structured , fair complexion and decent amount of ass and boobs. She always wears saree neatly folded and tightly stuck to her body and she looked gorgeous only in saree because When she came to my house that day with her husband. Then gritting her teeth, she said in a husky voice, “Gramps, fuck me. Just fuck the shit out of me, as deep as you can, as hard as you can. I want to feel it all the way in me. NOW!” She started ramming my cock into her vagina by her own weight by falling down on my buried erection. She was pumping her knees and lowering her crotch up and down, taking it deeper and deeper into her. She was riding me wildly as she slapped her wet crotch into mine. With every insertion, I could hear a. “We can do this, okay?”“Okay,” she whispered. She took a deep breath. “I’m with you, princess.”“I know.” I smiled at her. She was such a sweet thing. Such a delicious comfort to me in these terrible days. “It’ll be fine. We’ll go to Sven. He’ll protect us. And we’ll help him kill my father.” He had to die. I couldn’t be his whore. I couldn’t.I wanted to be. I should go to my father, suck his cock, let him fuck my pussy, let him breed me.I squeezed my eyes shut. “I need to see Sven right now. I.