I was 18, 5’8″, athletic, with a 7″ dick. She was a bomb for her age. Her face looked a bit old. I’d say any man would love to fuck her. She�...�d turn you on the moment you see her. I had massive sexual thoughts and fantasies for her building in.She stayed alone. Lost her husband at a very young age. She ran a furniture shop in town. Had a son who stayed abroad.The story started in afternoon when she came and rang our bell. She wanted some help to shift a cupboard from one room to another in her. Kimmy was Asian, with huge brown eyes, long, straight black hair, and a slim, taut body. She was a couple inches shorter than Allie, who was much curvier, with big boobs and an ample butt. Her light brown hair was shoulder-length and a little curly, and her eyes were light green and sparking.Kimmy and Allie had been friends since the third grade, but over the last year they’d become more than friends. They’d always been close — in fact they even shared a birthday, and had both turned 18 just a. My brain started pondering: when my ex-wife remarried, I would not have to send her any more money. I had paid off most of my bills, all of my credit-card debt and was working on the loans. Maybe I could afford a house except I didn't have any down-payment money. 'Not if you don't get out of the cellar, ' my tired head reminded me. I went to bed and dreamed of endlessly climbing up the stairs inside the Washington monument, almost nine hundred steps.We finished our last August home stand in. “Howabout 8 or so, lets meet in the hotel lounge, alright?” Tamara said as she stood. Taylor nodded and said, “Ok then,” smiling. CoachBennington once again cupped the little ones cheek andsaid, “I am so looking forward to a wonderful eveningwith you, wear something nice, I know a wonderfulBistro down the beach, we will catch up with each otherand talk about the old days. Bye for now baby girl.”With that Coach Bennington leaned towards Taylor, for amoment.