继爷爷被我的存在激发,回忆过去的情人
The moment I stepped into the house, I could sense the underlying tension with my step-grandfather. His eyes were smoldering with a familiar fire, and I knew exactly what he was thinking. He had been reminiscing about his past lovers, and I was the embodiment of those memories. His plump, mature body was quivering with anticipation as he towered over me, his breath hot against my skin. The forbidden thrill was intoxicating, adding an extra layer of excitement to our encounter. His experienced hands roamed over my young, inexperienced body, exploring every curve and crevice. As he lifted me up against a nearby table, I could feel his throbbing desire beneath his trousers. The thought of his past lovers, now replaced by me, only fueled his passion. Our forbidden tryst unfolded, a testament to the taboo allure of family secrets.
