There was a television I had salvaged from my house before my wife kicked me out. The one romantic thing about this apartment was the fireplace, which... I had rekindled into a nice crackling fire. I took down a couple of steaks from the fridge and popped them in the broiler. I had prepared a salad earlier and bought some french bread at the bakery. ‘It will be a couple of minutes,’ I said. ‘How do you like your steak?’ Embarrassed, she replied, ‘Rare, just like my men.’ She laughed and. I didn't really know what he meant by that but he moved a little closer and told me that if I was ok with it, he would like to clean me up himself! I thought he meant getting me a wash cloth or something so I said thanks. Instead of him getting up to grab some towels though, he lowered his face near my cock and opened his ips and slid his open mouth over my dick. Feeling him do that made me jump and once again electrified my body. Having my own father go down on me was pretty awesome even. Sylvia offered me her hand to hold. You better hold on, its pretty crowded around here, you may get lost easily. I took her hand as she led me the way. I couldnt help but notice how soft and velvety her hand was. She said politely, So, I didnt get your name yet. Oh, right. My names Brooklyn. Its nice to meet you, I replied. From there on she lead the way around the school while me and her got to know each other better. What class are you in? she asked. Im in 11-6, Ms. Acobas class. Really?. I wait for the water to warm up then step in. I grab the soap and start running it over my breasts, then down my stomach, then down lower to my pussy. I put the soap down and start playing with my pussy, remembering how good it felt having your cock deep inside me. I moan a little. I'm enjoying myself so much that I didn't even notice that you had come into the bathroom and were watching me, stroking your cock. "I don't remember telling you that you could play with out me My little slut",.