" I promise I won't tell, grandpa," said the innocent little girl. "To be my special girl means we get to do things to make each other feel good, like... what I am doing right now. It feels good when grandpa rubs you down there, doesn't it?" "Yes, grandpa, it feels real good. " He could feel her moving her hips, pressing back against his hand. "Why don't you take off those jeans so grandpa can see your pretty pussy he is petting?"Janet slid out of her jeans. Sitting there admiring her, the old man. "Bad enough you're so ugly," he continued. "I can't even believe I fuck you sometimes." That's all she's good for anyway," Dale said with a laugh. "I just hope fagboy doesn't tell anyone about her." That would suck!" Mark agreed. "Somebody might think she's our girlfriend or something." I'd rather have fagboy for a girlfriend than some ugly bitch like you," Dale told her. "Show him your tits." Yeah, take off your clothes," Billy said. "Maybe we'll let him fuck you today." How about it, faggot?. All he could do was moaned in response for her. She made him suck her finger until she knew it was cleaned off. As soon as he was done, she reached over to the bedside table and picked up a silk blindfold. She placed the blindfold over his eyes and tied it in the back. Once secured, she leaned over his body and kissed down his neck to his collarbone. Occasionally licking and nibbling, she worked her way back up to his ear lobe. He strained his neck towards her in an effort to nibble her ear. Maybe from playing squash the night before? On my knees, I scoop up your cut nails and place them in the trash bin. "Uh uh,” you are quick to say. I freeze and wait for your order. "Carry them in your snatch," you say with a grin, as you down the second glass of water. You turn your chair so you can watch me. I collect the nail clippings from the trash. I begin to snake my hand down the front of my body stocking to reach my pussy and again I hear, "Uh uh”. I smile because I love how evil you.