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I had finally been able to convince my son, Brandon, to take me and his daughter, my cutie pie granddaughter, Jennifer, on a road trip.
They always enjoyed visiting me at my home - I pretended to be too old and frail to be able to take care of myself properly - but only because I showered them with gifts in return.
It almost felt like paying them in exchange for spending some time with me.
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I had finally been able to convince my son, Brandon, to take me and his daughter, my cutie pie granddaughter, Jennifer, on a road trip.
They always enjoyed visiting me at my home - I pretended to be too old and frail to be able to take care of myself properly - but only because I showered them with gifts in return.
It almost felt like paying them in exchange for making them spend some time with me, a hundred bucks here a few hundred bucks there as a “thank you” - just so that they would sit around and watch TV with me and do minor chores.
My late wife had not raised our son right, he turned into a miserable person. Always busy with work and trying to build up “important” business relationships whilst neglecting the most important person in his life...sweet Jennifer.
I wasn’t a saint either - after all here I was, an old grumpy perverted man who had a massive crush on his recently turned 18 adorable granddaughter.
READ MOREBut I didn’t really care anymore - as you get older you stop giving a fuck about most things, and I felt like it was finally the time for me to take what I deserve, not having to respect boundaries and social lines just because it was the right thing to do.
I wanted to spend some quality time with my little Jennifer right under her dad’s nose, and not just some cuddling with a little friendly peck on the cheek here or there, either.
My Jennifer had the curves and physical attributes of an angel - if angels spent their days working out and doing their best to look like bratty sluts, that was.
She sported a mighty fine big round ass and perky tits, somewhat of an hourglass figure, and loved teasing - I couldn’t tell if it was on purpose or not. Horny little thing.
It was a phase Brandon said...sure it was, hopefully one which would last a long while - watching her prance around in skimpy outfits and slutty makeup was just what I needed to fuel my perverted fantasies.
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