”She pulled her panties off and turned around. Stephanie always knew how I liked it… how I liked her.I had the lube at the ready and I basted her ...little hole, inside and out. I then pressed the tip of my cock against her anal ring and then reached around to tweak and twist her nipples. Causing searing pain elsewhere always seemed to make her not focus on the searing pain as her anal ring opened to accept my girth.“Oh Daddy” she gasped. “I wish that I had a real pussy for you to enjoy" You do" I. Typically, she wore a simple one-piece swimsuit and would wear her cover-up until she was on a blanket and ready to tan. This was usually while we guys surfed, swam or whatever.I say all this to bring it back around to the original point. The situation I'm detailing out was not one where I planned something, was manipulated by any outside party, or where my wife decided I wasn't enough. It just... happened.Chapter 2 - New Year's Eve 1988New Year's Eve, 1988. We had Stan and Greg over for it as. "I mainly go for regular older guys, in their forties or fifties," she told me. Tthey seem more reliable and also more grateful to empty their jizz down a young girl's throat."I was stunned into silence, but hanging on her every word. I could feel myself getting more and more turned on as she spoke.She explained the security steps she would go through making sure she had the guy's full name and phone number and being very plain she would go to the cops if anything untoward happened. She had a. It was late afternoon and at this time of the year, the sun was starting to set in the west. I saw a faint silhouette re-enter the room and close the door behind it. I took my place behind the tree once again and watched as the image of my grand daughter began to remove her jeans and slide on some cutoff sweat pants and then I could see her arms go up in the air followed by her school top. Then she took the matching top to her sweat pants and pulled it over her head and walked out of her.