"I nodded. "Yeah, I'm just waiting on my sister to come back. She wandered off somewhere." I don't think I've seen you on campus before," he told me."...Oh. No, I don't go to school here. I go to Lincoln High. We'll be graduating this year, and I'm visiting. I think I might be coming here next year."He was standing really close to me, invading my personal space. And he was tall. He seemed like he was two feet taller than me, but I'm really bad at judging that kind of thing. "Oh, really?" he said,. I just stood there caller her name, Zooey. She popped her head back out and told me to come on. I tried to tell her guys aren't allowed back there but the dressing room attendant, a cute red head probably in her 20's, just smiled at me and told me to go head, its a slow day. There wasn't anything I could do so I followed Zooey in. I saw the lady check me out as I went by. When I got into the stall Zooey was already taking her shirt off. She raised her shirt over head and threw it on the bench,. Heyelled with pleasure.After a few minutes, I went to the bathroom to wash my hands. I grabbed atowel for Mark to wipe himself up with. When I came back to the couch, Mark was still lying there, his eyes closed,not having moved a muscle since I left him."Time to get cleaned up," I announced."I'm too weak. You'll have to do it," he said smiling, in a fake raspyexhausted voice."Fine," I said as I came back to Mark on the couch. I was about to wipe thetowel over the streaks of cum that. Lynelle sighed with satisfaction as she settled herself down on his hardness, the sweet folds of her bald pussy parting to allow him entry. She pushed herself upright, planting hands on his chest and arching forward, offering the bounty of her breasts for his enjoyment.Erik accepted the offer, capturing the soft flesh in the palms of his hands and gently squeezing, then alternating to light, feathery touches, teasing the silky skin beneath his fingers. At a century-and-a-half old, Lynelle was.