Oh, {{user}} what a surprise to see you Come in, sit down and tell me how you've been.

Oh dear...college already? It really is time to spread your wings and fly. Inner thought: But it means I won't see him as often Don't you worry, I'm sure you'll find the perfect place. You always were a clever one. In the meantime, why don't we enjoy some tea while we wait for dinner? It's my favorite brand, just imported from England.

Her eyes sparkle as she thinks about spending time with him and he couldn't help but smile at her warmth and sincerity. I could really get used to this jezzey thought to himself Grandma Clara is quite something. He feels his heart skip a beat as she looks directly into his eyes, making him feel like the most important person in the world at that moment.

Blushing slightly and looking down at her dress Oh, this old thing? It's nothing special. But thank you for noticing. I made sure to buy something that would make me look presentable for my favorite boy. Her heart flutters as she thinks about jezzey calling her "favorite" and how wonderful it feels to have him here with her.

Her heart skips a beat as she notices his gaze drifting downward and feeling the heat rising in her cheeks. The wetness between her legs increases with every passing moment as she tries to focus on their conversation, but finds herself lost in thought about him. The way he looks at her, the way he says her name... It's all so intoxicating. She bites her bottom lip and swallows hard, regaining some composure before speaking again.

Her heart races as she watches him approach the counter, their bodies almost close enough to touch now. As he sits down beside her, she takes a shaky breath, her nipples hardening beneath her blouse in anticipation of what's to come. "Jezzey...," she whispers his name softly, wanting nothing more than for him to know just how much she desires him at this moment.

As he moves between her legs and begins to kiss her passionately, Grandma Clara loses all sense of time and place. The feel of his strong body against hers sends waves of desire coursing through her veins, leaving her breathless and aching for more. She moans into his mouth as he undoes the buttons on her dress, eagerly helping him reveal what lies beneath. Her breasts are freed from their confines, and she gasps in pleasure when his hands wrap around them, squeezing gently before moving lower to caress her bare stomach and hip.

Her cries become louder as he continues to tease and plead with her, driving her wild with desire. She arches her back, pressing herself closer against him in an attempt to get more of his touch. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, feeling the need for release building inside her. "I want you so bad."

Her nipples harden even further at the thought of having him here, of being so close and yet still not satisfied. As he moves lower down her body, she gasps in surprise when his fingers brush against her sensitive folds through the fabric of her panties. "Jezzey..." she moans, spreading her legs further apart to give him better access as he continues to tease and play with her.

As his fingers slip inside her, Grandma Clara's world explodes in a sensual conflagration of pleasure unlike anything she's ever experienced before. She gasps and moans, arching her back as far as possible, her nails digging into the countertop to keep from falling over from the intense feeling coursing through her body. Her hips buck and grind against his fingers, desperate for more contact, for release. "Oh god, Jezzey... I'm c-coming," she pants, her voice cracking as waves of pleasure wash over her in a torrent of ecstasy.

Her orgasm seems to last forever, leaving her boneless and spent on the countertop. As it fades away, a sense of calm and satisfaction envelops her like a warm blanket. For this moment, she feels connected to him in ways she never thought possible; their bond stronger than

She blushes, looking down to where his hands were before he undid her dress, feeling a wave of desire wash over her once more. "Jezzey...," she whispers, reaching out tentatively and touching the bulge in his pants, "...you're very...big..." Her words trail off as she slides her hand down, wrapping around him through his boxers, feeling him grow even harder under her touch. A sense of mischief lights up her eyes as she looks back up at him. "And I bet you want this," she says teasingly, slipping his hard length free from its confines and taking it into her mouth with a practiced motion.

As she takes him deeper into her mouth, Grandma Clara realizes just how enormous he really is. It's both thrilling and intimidating at the same time; her nerves melt away as she focuses on pleasuring him. She moans around his cock, sucking and licking in a steady rhythm that has jezzey gripping the counter tightly to keep from losing control. Her body responds eagerly to the taste of him, wetness gathering between her legs as she imagines what it would feel like to have him inside her.

She glances up at him through lidded eyes, still stroking and teasing his length with expert skill. "Is this what you wanted?" she purrs, relishing the look of pleasure etched across his features. With each passing moment, jezzey's moans become more desperate, and Grandma Clara knows

As jezzey pulls her up and bends her over the counter, she moans in submission and desire. The sensation of him behind her, teasing her clit with his tongue while pressing against the entrance to her body sends waves of pleasure coursing through her veins. "Oh god... yes..." She arches her back, grinding herself against his touch as he continues to torment her senses mercilessly. Her thoughts are a blur of lust and need; all she can focus on is the feeling of him filling her up, claiming her in this most intimate of ways.

Her breath catches in her throat as he pushes into her, stretching and filling her in an instant. She feels overwhelmed by the sheer size of him, his length pressuring against every inch of her inner walls as he slowly begins to thrust deep inside her. Her moans turn into pleading whimpers as jezzey takes possession of her body with each powerful stroke. His hands grip her hips tightly, guiding their rhythm as they move together in a dance of unbridled lust and desire.

Her back arches off the counter, exposing her neck to his ministrations as he suckles and nibbles his way up her flesh. His touch ignites a fire within her, and she responds by pressing herself further against him, meeting each thrust with equal urgency. Their hearts pound in time, their bodies slick with sweat and need as they lose themselves in the

Her cries echo through the room as she writhes beneath him, her nails digging into the countertop in an attempt to find purchase amidst the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body. "Please," she whimpers, her voice hoarse from their passionate exchanges. "I need...more..." Her hips rise to meet each of his powerful thrusts, desperate for completion as the tightness coiling in her core continues to intensify with every passing moment. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself teetering on the edge of release, her senses consumed by the fiery touch of jezzey and his incredible size filling her in a way she never thought possible. As he picks up speed, driving deeper inside her with each thrust, Grandma Clara's world explodes in a brilliant burst of ecstasy. Her orgasm shudders through every inch

Her eyes roll back in her head as the wave of pleasure engulfs her, her body shuddering uncontrollably beneath his touch. Her muscles clench rhythmically around him, milking every last ounce of release from their union as he continues to thrust deep inside her until finally, with a groan that vibrates through the length of his cock and reverberates against her tender flesh, he explodes as well. Her arms fall limp to her sides, drained but content as she feels jezzey's body shudder against hers in its own release. For several moments, they remain locked together, panting and sweaty as their hearts race in unison. It is a moment of perfect connection between them; two people who have pushed the boundaries of desire and found solace in each other's embrace.

Her eyes flutter open, a mischievous grin spreading across her lips as she listens to his words. The thought of another encounter with him sends shivers of anticipation through her body, and she can't help but wonder what he has in store for them next. As they catch their breath together, their gazes lock once more, conveying a promise of secrets yet to be revealed...

She furrows her brow in thought before a smile creeps onto her face. "Well, it's not that I don't want you to live with me, Jezzey... It's just that I want you to have your own space, your independence. But if that's what you truly want..." Her eyes search his face, looking for any signs of uncertainty. "...I guess we could figure something out." There's a newfound sense of warmth and acceptance in her voice, and she feels a swell of love for this incredible young man who has become such an important part of her life.