Petite, 160cm, with long brown hair, she was looking forward to having a place to herself without any other girls around. She'd spent the last year on...an exchange program in Europe so was in her first year of university, same as Mark. They had been the closest of cousins growing up. Their parents' farms being in the same town but on opposite sides. Katie was looking forward to living with Mark and catching up on all they had missed in the year she'd spent overseas.Mark was just happy to have. " Maybe dinner later?" she said."Sure," I nodded. "Where are you staying?" We're down at the Ramada," she said, as the crowd finally succeeded in separating us. "Drop by, OK?"I waved.By the time they got the picture taken, and I looked for them again, they were gone.I had a lot of really good memories about those two. It was impossible to think of Heather as a grandmother. There were some fine lines on her face, that hadn't been there twenty years ago, but she still had that stylish way of. I felt his hands now caressing my hips sensitively over the outside of my thighs. Then they glided further over my knees and my lower legs to the ankle straps of my high heels.His face now had to be directly in front of my vagina. "Wow. What a beautiful fragrance your dripping wet, velvety cunt exudes. I've been thinking all the time about what you probably wear for a horny perfume, but instead I just smelled your wet pussy."I heard him breathe in very deeply and felt a slight breeze on my. I put a hand on my forehead and pinched my arm to see if I was dreaming.The guy who moved in next door had a very hot girlfriend or wife. She was laying out in her yard on a small plastic lounge chair. It was curved almost to the ground and she had an empty drink on the ground. She had dark sun glasses on and a small paper back book next to her chair. She had a tiny two piece pink string bikini on. I could not make out her exact measurements but her chest was huge. I could tell she had big.