“I’m so sorry, Sir. I didn’t realise.”Awkwardly, he shuffled to the edge of the bed on his knees and then fell backwards so he could lower his... feet to the floor and slide slowly off to the first spot his new Sir was indicating with his foot. His abs burning from doing all the work since his arms were still unavailable, he bent over and licked at the spot. Despite the unpleasant sensation of fluff in his mouth, he still had to try hard not to giggle at the absurdity of this task until a foot was. The last day of August was unseasonably hot. I showed up to work in her yard at the appointed time. I knocked on her door to let her know I was there to work. This time she answered the door. Once again, she was in her robe, but it was parted somewhat, and I could see part of her breast. I got the feeling she was showing me on purpose. She was well endowed and was quite attractive. Her hair was turning gray, but it was a flattering look for her. She smiled and said, “Would you like to come in. Today was practice day: after school she'd see her boyfriend Caleb, though of course they'd be busy working on their tango for most of the time. And, to top it all off, her best friend, Meredith Levine, had found it within herself, for the first time in months, to spend the mid-morning break with the rest of her friends, such as Arie Chang, Zach Crane, and, of course, Stasya herself.Of course, one of those other friends was Brandon Chambers. Her boyfriend. Or perhaps her ex-boyfriend. Or maybe. I loved it and wanted more. I decided to let him relax and enjoy the afterglow of his first orgasmic cum. I went back down to the kitchen and started drinking more and more as I thought of what I had just done. For one thing, I loved it, and for the second, I wondered how much he knew of what we were doing. Did he discuss what we were doing with his friends at school? Did he know what he was suppose to do with that wonderful cock? Did he know what “fucking” was? Another big glass of bourbon and.