I couldn't understand why he seemed so angry with Mom...The day we went shopping for my bike, I told her about what I thought I saw in his eyes all th... time. She looked a little sad and told me, "Honey, your father is a proud man. It bothers him I make more money than he does." That's stupid," I told her and she didn't argue with me.She just smiled and said, "Let's go to the bicycle store and see what they have."I ended up with a twenty-four inch trail bike that fit my young body better than. The studio I got was in a building that had started out as a residence hotel in the '30s and had some great Art Deco ironwork that had survived deterioration and renovation alike.My apartment was on the corner and looked out over a little park. You didn't want to walk through it at night. I was pretty content there because I stayed in that apartment for six years. That's when this story really starts. I was doing my studio preparation for my MFA. There aren't very many MFA candidates in. Today’s ensemble was a gray pencil skirt to mid calf with a split that went to mid thigh. I’d worn a normal pair of three three inch black knee boots and my thigh highs. On top, I had a gray camisole under a black blazer with a single button. My hair had been up, but Lotta had taken it down. Obviously my cunt was bare. Evelyn still had my panties. I wasn’t sure where to start. Ultimately, my fingers found the blazer’s single button.“She opened the door and took me in her arms,” I explained as I. She held the edge of my boxer and pulled it a little down. My cock was already wet with a lot of precum. She licked the top and slowly took it deep into her mouth. She was squeezing it and her saliva was all over my cock. I couldn’t control my breath and meantime my hands were pinching her erect nipples she stopped blowjob after ten minuted and smooched me. She was unable to control and asked for me to fuck her. I removed the pant and lowered her panty. Her panty was wet liked soaked in water.