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You just can’t pass up the idea of a hundred dollars for a few minutes worth of work. You look your grandpa over for a second, and then hesitantly say, “Okay… I’ll do it for a hundred.” | You just can’t pass up the idea of a hundred dollars for a few minutes worth of work. You look your grandpa over for a second, and then hesitantly say, “Okay… I’ll do it for a hundred.” | ||
| - | George grins enthusiastically and says, “Well alright.” He looks over his shoulders as he takes your young hand and leads you along the sidewalk, toward the grassy rear of the store. Slipping around the corner, just out of view, you push his back against the wall and you | + | George grins enthusiastically and says, “Well alright.” He looks over his shoulders as he takes your young hand and leads you along the sidewalk, toward the grassy rear of the store. Slipping around the corner, just out of view, you push his back against the wall and you unbuckle his belt. |
| - | You kneel in the grass in front of him | + | You kneel in the grass in front of him, unzip his jeans, and pull out his old wrinkled dick. It’s not very big, but it’s already hard and throbbing, pointed right at your face. Feeling lightheaded, you wrap your hand around the grandpa’s dick and lean forward, taking a penis in your mouth for the first time. You feel the grandpa’s hand on the back of your head as you start sucking his cock. |
| - | You feel kind of weird, but sort of aroused at the same time as you slobber on the your own grandfather's dick, bobbing your head back and forth. You can tell he | + | You feel kind of weird, but sort of aroused at the same time as you slobber on the your own grandfather's dick, bobbing your head back and forth. You can tell he is extremely aroused already, judging by the extreme hardness of the throbbing piece of flesh in your mouth. The old man moans softly, looking down at his little whore, watching you smear your lipstick up and down his shaft. |
| - | He takes your wig covered head in both hands, breathing heavily as he humps your wet, sucking mouth. He starts whispering, “Oh yeah, you’re a good little cock-sucker, aren’t you? Oh yeah…. yeah… yeah… yeah…. oh…” and then you feel his wrinkled old dick twitching. Hot, bitter-tasting cum spills out onto your tongue, filling your mouth. You swallow every drop. The bucking of his hips slows as you catch the last few spurts of his jizz. You lick your lips clean. | + | He takes your wig-covered head in both hands, breathing heavily as he humps your wet, sucking mouth. He starts whispering, “Oh yeah, you’re a good little cock-sucker, aren’t you? Oh yeah…. yeah… yeah… yeah…. oh…” and then you feel his wrinkled old dick twitching. Hot, bitter-tasting cum spills out onto your tongue, filling your mouth. You swallow every drop. The bucking of his hips slows as you catch the last few spurts of his jizz. You lick your lips clean. |
| - | His breathing subsiding, the man pushes your head off of his softening dick. You just stay there on your knees, swallowing the last of his sperm as he puts his dick back in his pants and zips them up. He pulls the hundred dollar bill from his pocket, reaches down your top, and stuffs it in your bra, as he sighs, “Thanks.” | + | His heavy breathing subsiding, the man pushes your head off of his softening dick. You just stay there on your knees, swallowing the last of his sperm as he puts his dick back in his pants and zips them up. He pulls the hundred dollar bill from his pocket, reaches down your top, and stuffs it in your bra, as he sighs, “Thanks.” |
| - | He walks back to his truck, buckling his belt. You stand up and dust your knees off. As your | + | He walks back to his truck, buckling his belt. You stand up and dust your knees off. As your grandpa drives home, you straighten you purse, wipe your mouth, and walk back around toward the front of the store. When you get back into the light, you reach into your bra, and pull out the bill you earned. You get a sinking feeling when you see that the bill says the number one rather than one hundred. You just gave your own grandpa a blowjob for just one dollar… When the old man said “How about a hundred?” he tricked you into taking one hundred pennies... The situation is almost laughable. |
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*[[Go to Grandpa's house furiously asking for the full one hundred dollars]] | *[[Go to Grandpa's house furiously asking for the full one hundred dollars]] | ||
*[[Go to Grandpa's house and offer to do more things for one dollar]] | *[[Go to Grandpa's house and offer to do more things for one dollar]] | ||
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[[Category: Rampage]] | [[Category: Rampage]] | ||
Current revision as of 20:44, 31 October 2015
You just can’t pass up the idea of a hundred dollars for a few minutes worth of work. You look your grandpa over for a second, and then hesitantly say, “Okay… I’ll do it for a hundred.”
George grins enthusiastically and says, “Well alright.” He looks over his shoulders as he takes your young hand and leads you along the sidewalk, toward the grassy rear of the store. Slipping around the corner, just out of view, you push his back against the wall and you unbuckle his belt.
You kneel in the grass in front of him, unzip his jeans, and pull out his old wrinkled dick. It’s not very big, but it’s already hard and throbbing, pointed right at your face. Feeling lightheaded, you wrap your hand around the grandpa’s dick and lean forward, taking a penis in your mouth for the first time. You feel the grandpa’s hand on the back of your head as you start sucking his cock.
You feel kind of weird, but sort of aroused at the same time as you slobber on the your own grandfather's dick, bobbing your head back and forth. You can tell he is extremely aroused already, judging by the extreme hardness of the throbbing piece of flesh in your mouth. The old man moans softly, looking down at his little whore, watching you smear your lipstick up and down his shaft.
He takes your wig-covered head in both hands, breathing heavily as he humps your wet, sucking mouth. He starts whispering, “Oh yeah, you’re a good little cock-sucker, aren’t you? Oh yeah…. yeah… yeah… yeah…. oh…” and then you feel his wrinkled old dick twitching. Hot, bitter-tasting cum spills out onto your tongue, filling your mouth. You swallow every drop. The bucking of his hips slows as you catch the last few spurts of his jizz. You lick your lips clean.
His heavy breathing subsiding, the man pushes your head off of his softening dick. You just stay there on your knees, swallowing the last of his sperm as he puts his dick back in his pants and zips them up. He pulls the hundred dollar bill from his pocket, reaches down your top, and stuffs it in your bra, as he sighs, “Thanks.”
He walks back to his truck, buckling his belt. You stand up and dust your knees off. As your grandpa drives home, you straighten you purse, wipe your mouth, and walk back around toward the front of the store. When you get back into the light, you reach into your bra, and pull out the bill you earned. You get a sinking feeling when you see that the bill says the number one rather than one hundred. You just gave your own grandpa a blowjob for just one dollar… When the old man said “How about a hundred?” he tricked you into taking one hundred pennies... The situation is almost laughable.
Do you:
- Go to Grandpa's house furiously asking for the full one hundred dollars
- Go to Grandpa's house and offer to do more things for one dollar
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