Fat Old Granny Gets A Poke

I assumed he went back to his office to do whatever he needed to do with the router. Maybe to reset it. In any case, he came back after about 5 to 6 minutes. Asked me to try facetiming again and voila! It was working again. I was so happy, I gave him a hug after thanking him only to feel the excitement was not a one way street. He too was excited but that was showing more through a slight bump between his legs. I think he felt a bit embarrassed and quickly broke off the hug and left the room. Of course I rushed back to facetime Tisha on what I had just experienced. The next evening, again we had the net problem. Again Rodrigo showed up. This time I was anxious Hardcore to get the net fixed but granny a bit more to see Rodrigo. He was wearing the same shorts but with a different t-shirt. Once again he fixed the net and in the same way I gave him a thank you hug but only to hang on a little longer than the last time. He too seemed to wait for my hug so that he Big Boobs could pull me tighter towards him. Then he broke the hug and said “…you smell very good. You not use our shampoo. You use different.” I told him I use the usual over the counter Garnier full and plush shampoo. He then grabbed a lock of my hair and smelled it again and abruptly said “…no, bbw it is not your shampoo. It must be your soap.” Once again I mentioned that I use the regular St. Ives Pink Lemon. Apparently, he never heard of any of these simple brands. He then stopped down a bit to smell my neck and for some reason I kinda sort of let him by stretching it out as stockings much as I could for him to get a good whiff. He took a deep whiff and agreed that it was the smell of my body wash. But it was not until he paused for a second or two staring down at my bathrobe. I quickly realized he was trying to get a peek at my boobies. For a 15 year old, I was developing well. I took after my mom who wears 36C. I was nowhere close to her but I was 15 with 32C size already which meant ample for a teenager and Rodrigo noticed that quite well. With the little experience I already had from a few boyfriends in my life, it was not rocket science to figure out what Rodrigo’s eyes wanted to see more of. I giggled for no reason and asked “you have a girlfriend?” He nodded a no. I then asked “you don’t have one now or you never had one?” He said “no girlfriend because I no good. I mean, I don’t look good.” I was shocked to hear that. Here is a boy about 5’ 8” tall, well-tanned skin, not a body builder but with normal muscles, beautiful smile, strong hands for hugs, and he doesn’t look good? I told him he was wrong and that he looked great. “Some would say that wasn’t a good thing.” She suggests. However... see who she has a crush on.” “Are these _all_ for me?” the anger in her voice ebbing and bemusement entering as absurdity of the situation started to dawn. “You mean that we could workout naked? I tried to unbutton my blouse but was able to. Isabelle’s breathing was shaky as she watched the scene unfold, the room beginning to fill with the intoxicating aroma of lust and arousal. Michelle moaned and bit her lip as the orgasm tingled through her body and with lust now raging within her she needed something inside herself. Brie blushed and jerked her thumb back at her parents, “Shut up. We were a steady item from 6th grade on through high school, and by our senior year we were an intimate, steady couple. He Big Boobs didn’t want anything else. I could see his face pulled into a grimace of lust and pleasure, something I’d never seen before in my friend. Gwen told Hanna to go get the new things they bought yesterday, which Hanna happily agreed too. Although she looked at me, she did not give any indications she didn’t want me to watch. She was going to need to ask Hardcore for Wednesday off from both jobs. "I could... but I really don't want to. I shifted forward, straddling him. The flared head of her prick plundered even deeper, flaring me open as it progressed. Emma could hardly believe it granny was happening. She then blew me a kiss, smiled and walked back out of my office. Her little pink asshole was no match and her last safe haven was penetrated. My daddy emerged again. Growing up, they kept telling us how they used to put us in the same playpen, so our friendship went way back. Mom said that is it, buddy, you will get your own room with bars you are just like your shit head father. “Uh, nnuh!” She always received a puzzled look or comment when she got out of the stockings shower, dried herself and got dressed, her true status being revealed. “Maybe both,” Zinaida purred, wiggling her hips. Inexplicably bbw the thing started moving down her arm, then it was simply gone. She giggled.