The burning is a living fire deep inside me, a raw, throbbing ache that pulses with every movement. “My pussy is...burning, Grandpa.” I whimper, bouncing on his thick, veiny cock. I’m facing him while riding him so he has full access to my heavy, milk-swollen boobs, which sway and slap against his chest with each desperate lift and drop of my hips.

“I’m so sorry, dear.” he coos, his voice dripping with fake sympathy that only makes the humiliation deeper. “Your poor little pussy is burning?” He knows it is. He caused it.