"Where are you off to?" His voice enveloped her, smooth as silk."My grandmother's house." I see," he replied, raising his eyebrows. "Well, I will let ...you be on your way ... ma'am."Red shot him a puzzled look as he stopped and she continued on. She really HADN'T wanted him to leave her so soon. On the other hand, she was also familiar with the old adage "never trust a wolf in sheep's clothing", so despite urges to the contrary, she kept walking.Now, the "wolf" knew that the path Red traveled,. She had gone to a bar, gotten good and drunk, and picked up a young stud at least 10 years younger than herself. Brad? Chad? She couldn't remember his name, and she really didn't give a flying fuck. He was tall, dark and beautiful, and he was just what she'd been looking for. It had been 6 months since Roger had run off with a younger woman, plus they'd barely had sex in the year before that. It had been too damn long. Gretchen was ready to get LAID! Finally the door was open and they. He grasped her around her waist and lowered her down on the couch, then moved down so his lean teenage body hovered over her. He softly kissed her lips, waiting for her to respond. When her inexperienced lips pressed back against his, Jack deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue between her pouty lips. He took his cock and slid it between her lower lips, slowly moving the head up and down from her clit to her tight little hole, letting his pre-cum mix with her sweet nectar. Kassidy let out soft. “Ready to go down?” she grinned.“Always,” I grinned lecherously.Her eyes narrowed for a moment, then she blushed a bright red.“You know what I meant!” she chastised me, then hurled the ball at the ground in front of my feet.I laughed as I gathered up the ball, then dribbled it a few times to test it.It was a well-inflated leather ball, regulation size. I could tell it was well-worn from use. The girl had probably taken countless shots with it.I took a couple more dribbles, then took an.