Chapter 2

The witch who had helped Mayor Mirthhorn seize political power and who Mayor Mirthhorn betrayed afterward watched Rosecliff Village descend into depravity and deviance. She saw in her crystal ball Mayor Mirthhorn’s nineteen-year-old daughter dousing, drenching her grandmother’s garden with honeyed nectar from her young cunt. She felt, however, excited by witnessing the young beauty’s debauched acts and accommodated herself on her bed with her legs wide open as the wooden shaft of her magical broomstick roughly, ruggedly rammed in and out of her cunt.

Of course, Katrina’s cunt was still wet and warm from her grandmother’s tongue-lashing. And yet, Katrina shamelessly sat on her grandfather’s lap.

Her grandfather was a tall elderly man in his late seventies but still burly and brawny for his age. His libido, therefore, was potent because he could smell the still fresh fragrant fluids soiling and soaking his granddaughter’s young cunt. The nineteen-year-old busty blonde beauty moaned and mewled as her elderly grandfather ground his bony knee against her feverish, flushed cunt. The honeyed nectar streaming and spilling from Katrina’s cunt smeared, staining her grandfather’s pants. The elderly man chuckled and caressed his granddaughter’s cunt with his muscular, meaty fingers as she massaged his throbbing hairy hard cock.

Soon enough, Katrina was nude on her grandfather’s desk. Her long legs were dangling, draped over her grandfather’s board shoulders. His bulging, beefy cock thrust in and out of Katrina’s young cunt as her gorgeous double-D breasts gushed sugary saccharine milk. The elderly man smirked, seizing his granddaughter’s pretty pink nipples with his mouth. She twitched, trembling as her elderly grandfather greedily sucked and slurped the sweet milk leaking from her erect plump nipples. She liked how her elderly grandfather was pleasuring, pleasing her even though their carnal acts were taboo.

Her body was glistening with fragrant bodily fluids. The scents were intoxicating Katrina because the young busty blonde beauty was succumbing, surrendering to her dark, depraved desires. “Oh, my granddaughter! Your young cunt is a blessing to this old man.”

“Oh, grandfather! Don’t stop, please!”

“Oh, I won’t, Katrina. It’s not every day I get to pound my cock into a young cunt like yours.”

His thrusts, however, became frantic. As it did, Katrina gasped and generated generous amounts of milk and honeyed nectar that could feed Rosecliff Village throughout the winter months. “Yes! Oh, yes! Grandfather, I want your cock deep in my hot cunt!”

“Don’t worry, my granddaughter! I’ll reach your sweet young womb.”

“Oh, grandfather! Fill me up, please!”

He did just that, though. He released hot sperm deep into his granddaughter’s teen cunt with a loud grunt. “You have drained me dry, my dear.”

The breathless young beauty shyly stared at her elderly grandfather’s hairy half-hard cock. It was dripping with his hot sperm and her honeyed nectar. “Oh, I’ve made such a mess. Let me clean your cock, grandfather.”

So Katrina sat in-between her grandfather’s legs to tongue his cock while the fragrant fluids oozing from her cunt formed a pool on the floor underneath her. “You’re a good girl, Katrina.”

“Yes, grandfather.”

A thunderstorm had prevented Katrina from going home. And so Katrina had to stay at her grandparents’ manor until morning.

The nineteen-year-old busty blonde beauty couldn’t sleep, however. So Katrina wandered the dreary, dingy hallways of her grandparents’ manor. Eventually, Katrina came across her uncle sitting in the dark family room drinking a glass of bourbon. “Oh, Katrina! You certainly have grown.”