Foreword
Sarah watched with anxious, flickering eyes as her grandfather slowly pulled off his trousers. She lay on the bed, naked and trembling with anticipation. She had waited a long time for this moment.
"Henry, dear Henry," she whispered softly as the old man made his way over to the bed, his limp shaft dangling between his thighs.
He sat down beside her, breathing heavily with the ancient passion that was stirring in his loins. The adorable fifteen-year-old reached out with her soft, slender hand and curled her fingers around his cock.
"Ahhh, dear, sweet Sarah," the old man moaned in pleasure, feeling the lovely young girl beginning to knead and caress his cock to erection. "That's so good, honey, so damn good!"
The young girl laughed softly and slipped her free hand around her grandfather's neck. She pulled his mouth to hers, hungrily, and drove her fingers harder and faster along the length of his shaft.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss and Henry dropped one of his gnarled hands to his granddaughter's breasts, cupping his long, thick fingers beneath one precious globe, squeezing it affectionately.
As his prick began to harden and the boiling greed seethed in his balls, he realized that he intended to screw the young girl no matter what. Her labored breathing grew fast as he fondled her breasts and he knew she wanted it as much as he did.