Rate this story I remember back in the fifties, my mother had a black teen-age maid who would come over once a week to clean our house. We lived in an older house probably built in the 30’s or 40’s with high vaulted ceilings. Over that year I remember the girl, who was 18 if I remember right, got very friendly with me when my mother was gone. I was 14 at the time. I had a nice thick cut cock that had been worked since I was about 7 – maybe even earlier. I really liked to masturbate...
