He stands turning his back, leaving me laying there in his juices “I expect you to make dinner by 8…” is all he says. His fingers gripping into my shirt and with a mighty ripping motion he tears the shirt to the sides, the buttons not standing a chance, flinging out across the old barn, pinging off metal gates and wooden girders. Xnx Taking deep breaths I calm my breathing before pushing forward and swallowing rapidly. Id no doubt this weekend would see me growing very familiar with every part of his body again but right now I had a job to do. Grandads wanking his own cock now, the head pointing right at me as I grin up at him. For the first time since we had entered the barn I see a genuine smile on his face as he looks down at the perverted
