My gran opened the door to me and invited me in, “what do we owe the pleasure of” she said smiling, “I thought that I would come around and see ...you, I have not been here for some time and I thought you might want to see me” “ho, come here” she took me in her arms and kissed me on the check, I was tingling all over, “let’s take a look at you” she looked at me and then I noticed that mole I had seen just in the picture, the one just on the side of her neck, it was her and my heart raced, “I am. "He hired me," I said carefully, "who do I see about a uniform?"He just shook his head and pointed toward the clubhouse"What do I call you?" I asked, being as pleasant as I could."Skip," he said after he spat to the side and made a sour face, "some call me Buzz but most of 'em call me Skip." He looked very tired with dark bags under his rheumy eyes. Thick blue veins criss-crossed his forearms and hands. His mouth seemed to flinch or squirm now and then and his left eye flickered steadily. I. I move down the bed and begin licking her hot cunt. It tastes great and is so slippery with cum and pussy juice that I can’t wait and move up and pulling my cock out through the the open crotch of my pantyhose I drive it deep into her waiting cunt while my lips close around one of her nipples.She is so slippery and I fuck her hard and fast. She is soon cumming, crying out with pleasure and as I feel her cunt muscles tighten around my cock I begin cumming too, spurt after spurt of my hot cum. It was a small school so everyone knew everyone. Which helped and hinder me all at the same time. His name is Carter, he was about 6 ft tall, curly hair (he liked to call it a Jew fro), brown eyes and had a flat stomach. He played hockey and football. His smile could light up the sky. Carter was so funny I could be mad at the world and just talking to him back me smile. He had a mean streak, but for the most part I never saw it. In my eyes he was perfect. My name is Zoey. I'm about 5'6,.