Introduce yourself to the swaying trunks

You pull out your phone and stare at the grindongrannies website. No reviews on swaying trunk at all... you flip through and pull up a few more posts from some futa grannies.

It means so much to these futa, you peer down the sad lonely hallway. A light flickers in the distance like the glowing remainder of hope for this place. You own erection points the way, its time to help.

You follow the hallway down to where you saw Holly wheel in.

Knock knock knock

"Oh im sorry, im not dressed. Come back later." You hear Holly yell out.

You push the door open regardless. The room is small and boring. Not much art and a single bed. Mrs. Holly Engorged is sitting in her wheelchair, pants still missing and cock still out.

"Oh dear, your that boy from the hallway. How can i help you?"

You swallow and a wave of confidence and arrousal helps you respond, "hi, im Doug and im here to help with your problem."

A look of shock falls over her face, "oh my dear are you sure. I havent been helped in years." She leans over to hand you her pants. You get a good look at her, shes quite pretty, with short white hair, little but of a belly but its her old wrinkled cock you really like.

Taking her pants you start to ponder how to do this.. dropping to your knees in front of her you start to get her foot into the leg. The act of going to your knees causes her cock to spring up, harder and larger than you could of imagined. A shadow falls over your face half covering hollys excited smiles.

"Oh dear im sorry, been many years. Even when i was younger i had trouble fitting it into my pants." You tug both legs of her pants up and over her tighs. The waist bumps into two huge wrinked balls. Little grey hairs tickle your hands as you nose grazes it slightly. Staring this close you see the twitch slightly as something moves within them. "Ahh heres the trouble dear.. maybe if you.. lubricate it.. it could slip in. Its been so long since anyone has lubricated it.. be a dear?" There is a look of deep sadness and desperation in her gaze, but her pleading was unnecessary. Her cock and balls deserve attention, the idea of this hidden place where the largest and thickest cocks were being sheltered is a travesty.

You push your lips up to her ball sack, the smell of old flowers and lavender soup fill your nose. "Ill see what i can do Mrs. Engorged." You lash with your tongue, slathering and covering ever inch of her massive testicles. Shocked with how long and how much spit is required.

"Yes yes yes! Finally!" She moans her lefs twitching madly in her pants.

Your tongue isnt enough, you sqeeze her huge balls to try and condense them and suck deeply on the side. Rotating the balls best you can your jaw starts to ache trying to cover every inch. You release them with a plop, and by pulling hard on the waist manage to slide them into the pants.

Both of you huffing and puffing for different reasons holly speaks while you start at the monster cock in front of you. "Oh my dear oh my, i dont know if thatll work on the main area." Her pants twitch and her cock seemingly expands again.

You grasp the shaft, unable to fit your whole hand around it and say, "guess well just have to empty it then." Hours ago, youd never had considered sucking an old futa cock, but now.. the feeling of helping, the taste of her precum, the ache of your jar.. its all sending waves of joy through you. You swish your tongue around her wrinkled cock head before plunging onto it. Rapidly sucking and licking hollys legs go stiff. As you bob trying to fit more and more down your throat holly grasps her wheelchair wheels tighter while moaning with every draw on her cock. You move both hands to her thick shaft and work it upwards. You gag as you pull off to take a breath.

You only fit 1/5th of her cock in your mouth. Despite it she cries out while you stroke, "dear dear oh my, incredible, do you think.. you could.. wouldnt want to make a mess."

You smile up at the old women, open your mouth and stick out your tongue. Stroking faster and faster, her wheel chair shakes snd creaks. Her cock pulses, filling with pressure. You stroke faster and faster until..

"Ughhh yesss! Im cumming young dear" it its you in the eye and face with ****. You get knocked backwards teying to catch it in your mouth but its too much and too strong. Quietly you tuck her deflatting cock into her pants and button it shut.

Both you pant slowly. "Was that good?" You ask.

Holly beams at you, "what a saint you are dear. This old lady hasnt been sucked like that in 60 years. Will you come back again?"

You smile and nod before heading out the door. Whiping your face clean with the shirt you decide to meet another swaying trunk resident because this has been the best.