A kiss is a normal greeting in your family...right?

You watched as your grandfather and your girlfriend walked into your house, with your grandpa's hand firmly on Carrie's ass. Cock hard and heart racing, you followed them in as your grandfather dropped his bag to the floor.

"So where's my kiss at girl?" he said as soon as he was in the living room. Carrie turned to him with bags still in hand.

"Kiss?" Carrie said back, just as confused as I was.

"Our family has always kissed as a greeting! It's tradition!" he said. It was certainly news to you, but before anyone could speak up he was reaching a hand around Carrie's head and pulling her close. His lips pressed against hers and your eyes shot wide at just how brazen he was being. Her lips were puckered and it was over quickly, which your grandfather didn't look happy about.

"Not like that you fuckin prude, a real kiss! Open your mouth and kiss like ya mean it," he ordered, leaning forward again as he pulled Carrie closer. After a few seconds, Carrie's lips parted and welcomed his tongue. Carrie very obviously began to enjoy it more, one of the bags slipping from her hand to the floor with a thud, not that it interrupted what your grandpa claimed was a family tradition. Each second felt like a year as you watched them make out, before eventually the kiss ended. Carrie had a tiny bit of saliva dripping down that she quickly licked off, smiling over at you and biting her lip.

"See, that's how you greet family! My grandson really picked a winner here," he said, reaching down and grabbing the bag from the floor and tossing it over to your feet.

"Here kiddo, take my bags on up to my room while your girl here helps me settle in and relax. Grandpa needs to get off his feet and enjoy a beer."

Carrie tossed the other bag to your feet, happily bouncing off to the kitchen to no doubt fetch your grandfather a beer. His gaze was locked on your girlfriend's ass as she walked away, and it took a second for you to snap out of it and grab the bags to carry them off to the guest room. You hefted everything up and headed towards what would be your grandfather's room as your mind raced. Clearly the stories of your grandfather being a horny pervert were completely true, he had no idea you were into any of this and was being insanely dirty with Carrie already. You couldn't help but wonder just how far this would go as you sat your grandfather's bags on his bed, excited to see how far Carrie was open to going and just how dirty your grandfather could get.

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