Forty years before a girl in my high school would cause my cock to tingle and waken just walking by. Though it was not the same high, tight, hard as r...ock ass of my memory but now a somewhat broader, softer bottom of a fit middle-aged woman, a better pillow upon which to fuck. Could that be Julie? Holy shit!Julie and I were high school classmates in the early 70’s Carolina, a time of great change, post integration, beginning sexual freedom in the South. Race relations nationally were strained,. You awoke, stretching slowly, kissing me again, then standing and gathering your clothes about you. I watched you as you dressed, watched what I thought then I would see many times again. It was not to be, but again, I did not know then what I know now. You kissed me tenderly, carefully, perhaps, in retrospect, even guardedly, and then you turned and bid me goodbye. Your booted footsteps clomped down the staircase, and then there was the click of the lock turning and the thump of the door. A very juicy ass and thick thighs and a fat shaved pussy.One night me and the boys where out at a strip club and i saw this real thick red bone who had almost the exact body frame as my girl just a little taller.I bought her a drink and asked do she do private shows and she said yes and gave me her number.That next weekend me and my girl was at home drinking and smoking getting a little freaky like we usually do when she said baby i want to suck some pussy.I told her i had this number of baby. I awoke at 7am as ordered and performed my morning toilet, making sure I was clean inside and out, and checked for any facial hair regrowth. My Mistress appeared, Mistress Lynn in a tight fitting calf length pencil skirt and Jan in a one piece fishnet crutchless body stocking . Mistress inspected my piercing commenting on how pretty my little clit looked all locked up. She told me to sit at the mirror and ordered Jan to apply my make-up, telling me to remember how to do it as I would have to.