No questions either although the girl had known me for years. That's another reason why I liked the place. Half an hour later, a woman walked in. A ve...y good looking woman, and I thought, unbelievable. I got up as she came towards me, and said, "You've changed. For the better." She sat down and ordered the same without looking at my glass.Twenty years ago, I was her first boyfriend. After school, we'd lost contact, and now was the chance to pick up where we'd left off. Two broken marriages, a. I pulled her legs open, and kissed her tender lips, her pussy had a rare taste to it, sweet and juicy. My tongue darted in and out of her little tight love hole. She was bucking and screaming for mercy, but mercy was the last thing I wanted to give her. There was fucking going on all over that house. We could hear grandpa banging the hell out of Leann, there was no question he was trying to get the bitch knocked up. With the headboard beating against the wall and Leann’s primal screams we knew. His pickup truck was the dirtiest vehicle I had ever seen. Diana usually rode the school bus or with another teammate, Ely, who lived a few blocks from her.Glenn Harrison, the head coach of the girl's soccer team, was a PE teacher at school. One of his consistent remarks to me was to tone down my enthusiasm a little. He told me that Peterson High School wasn't a big high school, and had never had talented soccer players, either boys or girls. We had never been able to reach the second round in. I told her thanks and we went on for a little while spilling our dirty secrets about slips and tights and having fun in them. Then came the really interesting part of the weekend. She said that she didn't think I would be up and that she was actually having company over soon but would love for me to join them. I was getting angry but remembered what she had said about my uncle not caring what she did so I let it slide and thats when my mind went numb! There was a knock at the door so she told.