Chapter 139 Her Scooping Wet Pussy #1

Zoe couldn't understand what was happening to her. She was 18 years old, soon to be off to college, yet here she was in the shower masturbating furiously--and all because of her next-door neighbor. And it wasn't as if Dave, the man in question, was some kind of bronzed tennis-playing demi-God.
She didn't know for sure, but she thought he was at least 40, if not a bit older. He was neither tall nor especially well-built. Yet there was something about his smile, his gentle sense of humor as they chatted, and the way he looked her straight in the eyes with a knowing glint, that was steadily driving her mad with lust.
This was becoming a habit - as soon as the Friday morning tennis lesson finished if Dave had been there (and he usually was - even though he worked, he had explained to her that he arranged his schedule so that he could play tennis on Fridays), she said her goodbyes then rushed to her car, drove the few minutes home, dropped her racket and bag in the hall and went straight upstairs to her bedroom.