A Z and an S meeting up. Zoesmiled, remembering making it in her woodshop class."What's all the noise?" Timmi said, walking past the broken door jamba...nd looking at the room like it was an alien landscape."She kept it!" Zoe beamed, grabbing up the small block and holding ithigh."Huh?" Timmi asked.Zoe sat on the bed, looking at the piece of wood and running herfingers over the letters. "We used to hang out all the time. Then oneday..." We didn't."Zoe looked at the clothes that were scattered over. So here is where the fun starts.. I’m 6’2 200lbs in decent shape with a decent size 8 inch tool on me.I do the usual ,tell her she is pretty ,she says I’m handsome and I tell her I want to have fun 1st b4 the massage.I pull her towards me and kiss her neck and reach around and feel her ass.I pull down the top to her dress to reveal her nice size C/D tits overflowing in her brown and pink lace bra.She takes off her dress and I tell her to keep the heels on (I love fucking women in heels,doesn’t. But although she married dad she sometimes thought naughty things about girls and women she saw. While mom told me this story I once again got horny. My pussy started to moisture and soon I was dripping wet. Because of the fact that I did not wear any panties the crotch of my shorts were darkening in no time. I tried to hide it at first but when she began to speak about her sexual activities I couldnt stand it any longer and I started to caress my breasts. At first I caressed myself slowly. The black man working there smiled a greeting and his wife let me in the back door. "They's in the parlor," she said, and I found the wife and daughter at domestic duties, the younger woman busy at a small loom. We chatted, had "tea," and passed the time of day. At their invitation, I stayed for supper and we bid the younger woman goodnight about nine, and she went to her room above stairs. Her mother and I waited an impatient hour or so and then quickly made our way to her bed on the ground.