I don’t know who Harjit is but fuck him man he sounds like he’s the British word for cigarette

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I don’t know who Harjit is but f*** him man he sounds like he’s the British word for cigarette

New Confession

My Grandpa asked me to help him relax. He took his robe off and was naked. He said he was going to leave me a lot of money when he was gone and needed me to help him relieve stress.

He ask me to stroke his thing. It was big and hard, and he insisted. I love him, and wanted to help but knew this should not be happening. But, I did it anyway. I knelt down in front of him and started playing with it and stroking it for him. He said I was a good girl for helping him and would be rewarded, but it had to be our secret.

He moved closer to my face and asked me to lick it, and put it in my mouth. I never did this before and told him I never did that, and he said that’s OK he would show me what to do. He was pumping away in and out of my mouth and moaning and telling me what a good girl I was to help him out. A minute or two later he was making a mess in my mouth and some of it on my face and clothes. I was disgusted and it tasted bad.

He pulled me up and hugged me. His hands running all over my body and touching me in places he should not have touched me. He even pulled my undies to the side and touched my private place, and commented how wet I was down there. He said you must have liked it and been a little excited to do that for me.

I am quite sure by his comments he intends for me to do this again for him. I got a weird feeling he wants me to do more than we did today… not sure if I can do that with him because I have not done that with my BF even so far.

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