Sexy Fun Times/Ten/Girl/School/Gramps/Show
When you stand up and start unbuttoning your shirt, Gramps pulls the waistband of his shorts down to reveal his cock. It's as stiff as a poker and you can see all the veins criss-crossing the shaft and the big purple head when he pulls his foreskin back.
He licks his lips as you shrug off your shirt so he can see the small beginnings of tits on your chest. He is masturbating slowly as you shimmy out of your skirt and knickers. At the same time, Amanda is frigging herself with two fingers. You sit beside her and copy her pose, before plunging two fingers into your own cunny.
After a few minutes. she nudges you and you get down on the floor in front of her, keeping to one side so that Gramps can get a good view as you slide two, then three fingers into Amanda's cunny. Gramps groans and you look round to see that his hand has stopped moving. "Go on, don't stop," he says.
You look up at Amanda's face and she smiles and nods. You pull your fingers out and bunch then all together with your thumb and push the tips back into her hot, wet hole. She is biting her bottom lip as you push, but nods again. As more of your hand disappears inside her, you start to curl your fingers and, after a final nod of consent, you push past hour knuckles and your whole fist is inside her cunny.
There is a groan from across the room and you look round to see sticky white spunk dribbling down over Gramps' fist. At the same time, you wince as Amanda clamps down on your hand with her own climax. You stay still for a while as she comes down from her high and Gramps fishes a tissue out from somewhere to clean himself up. When she has relaxed enough, you slowly withdraw your hand and sit back up on the couch.
"Fuck me," Gramps says. "If I hadn't seen it for myself, I would never have believed that a ten-year-old could take a fist, even from another ten-year-old."
"My Dad's been fucking me since I was six," Amanda says. "It sort of opened me up."
You pick your clothes up and start getting dressed, You know Gramps will be good for nothing for ages and will probably need a nap anyway. Amanda follows suit, but she puts her knickers in her bag. "I'm a bit sore," she says with a little giggle.
"Why don't you get yourselves a treat," Gramps says, giving you both some money.