The longer we
stayed at the
Forbidden Hotel,
the more I felt
myself wanting
grandpa. The first
few times were
kinda strange. I
guess I somehow
felt, I
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The longer we stayed at the Forbidden Hotel, the more I felt myself wanting grandpa. The first few times were kinda strange. I guess I somehow felt, I dunno, that perhaps what we were doing was a little wrong. Sometimes, when we were both spent, wed lie together and hed sort of apologize and Id tell myself it wasnt gonna happen again. But then Id find myself looking at him - those big, sexy arms, the line of fur across his amazing chest - and my heart would just start pounding and all I could think about was having him once more. As our time in the hotel continued, I guess we started to behave like lovers, not family. Sometimes Id come out of the bathroom, see him lying on the bed with a semi hard-on poking out from under his robe and just feel the need to kick things off. Thats how it started this morning. I had a shower, I put my robe on and I walked into the bedroom and it was like I was suddenly drunk. All I could see was grandpa there on the bed and all I wanted to do was kiss him. Like, proper kissing.
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