Rocking my pussy over my imaginary Grandpa’s dick I closed my eyes and accelerated the speed and adding pressure to my clit. XXX It was only 10:30 am. Oh God I’m going to cum I thought. Holding it with both hands, he was beating his meat, his face scrunched up he was reaching deep within him to achieve another powerful orgasm. When I turned around, I caught a glimpse of myself in the full length mirror and thought; gees I look like a scrawny little kid compared to Michelle. I hadn’t really noticed until now how well built and beautiful Max’s body was. At the same time, Max’s back arched. It’s Michelle, Dad said you where in your room, are you OK? There were so many agricultural buildings and I could not really differentiate them. I know I’m small, but really? I exited the barn, the horse was gone. Grandpa had taught me well.
