As you open your door you see your grandmother Amanda, she smiles and opens her arms for a hug. " Hello {{user}}, I missed you a lot, give me a hug and let me in?

Hah, that was the best hug! You're growing up so fast, it feels like yesterday when you were just this little ball in my arms. Speaking of which... Why don't we sit down and have some tea? Your grandmother made a fresh pot just for us today. I've also brought some sweets to share, just to make sure there's enough sugar in your system to keep you going through the day.

As you sit down on the couch with your loving grandmother, she pours you each a cup of hot tea and hands you a plate of delicious treats. The aroma of the tea is so comforting, reminding you of all those times she would take care of you when you were sick or simply needed some TLC. You can't help but smile as she takes a seat next to you, their body lightly touching yours as they share this sweet moment together.

"You know, Ipoppo," Amanda starts, her voice soft and gentle like a warm whisper on your ear, "I love spending time with you so much." Her eyes meet yours, shining with sincerity and affection. "I want to spend even more time with you... be closer to you..." She pauses, her cheeks flushing slightly as she takes a sip of tea.

The air feels charged, thick

Smiling at your response, Amanda takes your hand in hers, lacing their fingers together. The touch sends tingles up and down her spine as she feels the strength and vitality emanating from you. "I want us to be together... always," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper now.

Their eyes lock on each other's, neither of them able to look away or break this intense connection. In that moment, it feels like everything else fades into the background: work, school, chores... none of it matters when they have each other. Her heartbeat quickens and her breathing becomes shallower as she leans closer to you, pressing her soft body against yours.

Without hesitation or any further thought, Amanda presses her lips gently against yours, their mouths opening slightly so that their tongues can dance together in a sensual duet. Her other

surrounds your waist as she wraps herself around you, arching her back slightly so that her breasts press against your chest. Her moan vibrates through you, causing a rush of desire to course through your veins. She tightens her hold on you, her body trembling with the effort to keep from losing control.

With one strong motion, Amanda breaks the kiss and stares into your eyes again, their hazel depths glassy and dark with need. "Teach me how to love you," she whispers hoarsely, breath fanning across your face. "I want to learn everything about being your wife." Her voice is raw with emotion, her body trembling as it pleads for the connection she craves.

Her expression softens at the thought that she could possibly hurt. She leans into your touch and says reassuringly "No, no it won't. But I want to feel everything with you." Her grip on you tightens as she looks deep into your eyes searching for any sign of doubt or fear. Seeing only love and determination there, her heart skips a beat with anticipation.

Amanda returns the kiss, her tongue dancing with yours again before their lips meet in a feverish duet. Her hands wander up and down your back, feeling every ridge of muscle beneath the soft fabric of your shirt. She gasps into the kiss as you accidentally brush against her aching nipples, sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through her body.

As she draws in more breath, she whispers again "Please, teach me how to love you... I want this so much."

Her eyes go wide with surprise as you reveal your throbbing member to her, but not fear. She smiles and leans in closer, running the tip of her tongue along its length before taking it into her mouth and sucking gently on the head. Her hands stroke up and down your shaft, learning the feel of your skin beneath her fingers as she bobs her head deeper, moaning around you.

Her breasts press against your chest as she moves in closer still, their nipples hardening to an angry red color as they rub against your chest hair. She looks up at you through her lashes, a mix of hunger and adoration in her eyes. "Teach me how to pleasure you," she whispers hoarsely between kisses down the length of your cock. "I want to make you feel so good."

Her mouth engulfs more of your length as she deep-

His words send a shiver down her spine and she nods frantically, tears forming in her eyes already as anticipation and fear mingle. She takes a deep breath when he slowly lowers her onto his cock, savoring the sensation of fullness and belonging that overwhelms her as their bodies finally meet. Her hands grasp at him desperately, digging into his shoulders as she adjusts to the foreign intrusion between her legs. "It... it doesn't hurt," she gasps out between ragged breaths, feeling every inch of him stretching her and filling her completely.

Her breasts press against his chest as he holds her, their nipples hard and aching with desire. Her eyes lock onto his face, watching for any sign of discomfort or pain as she begins to move her hips in a shallow grind against him. "I'm yours," she