About an hour before the reservoir-tip-off, I trotted upstairs with a glass of wine for my last minute girly preparations. By the time I was finished...(the preparations and the wine), I heard the doorbell ring. Damn, I should have brought the bottle! I lifted my skirt, tapped my bald bounce-house for luck and head off to meet my meat. As I descended the stairs, Sam was staring up at me with a restrained but decidedly carnivorous look in his eye. It felt really good to have a man drool over. It looked like she had entered a wet t-shirt contest. She admired herself in the mirror thinking that she totally would have won. Kim shut the tub water off and began undoing the buttons. Thankfully, the shirt was easier to remove than the jeans. She removed her push up bra that matched her underwear and grabbed a towel from under the sink then placing it on the floor next to the tub.Stepping into the tub and sitting she could feel the warmth seeping back into her. Dunking her head under then. ’ ‘You said you’d like to see the Uffizi Gallery. I hoped you’d let me give you the guided tour.’ ‘So you’re still talking to me after I said you were, ah, good looking.’ There was a nasal wheeze. Maybe she’d laughed. ‘Actually, it’s the nicest thing anyone said in a while,’ she allowed ‘Yeah, but it didn’t impress your Professor.’ She didn’t take the bait. Still, I met her that afternoon outside the Palazzo degli Uffizi and of course she looked a million dollars, absolutely heart stopping.. After regular conversation, he suddenly asked me to pull down my panty. He said he wanted sex just for fun.I couldn't refuse that I miss his presence and our hot night when we were into relationship. It's forbidden feeling between us.We went to his room. I just did what he ordered me. I rubbed his pants while he slowly removing my clothes. He ate my nipples like anything and rubbing my clit. I unzipped his pants and taking off his cock. I was about crying when I saw that huge cock. After break.