On the weekends we’d work around the house, Thomas making good on his promise to earn his keep.Sometimes we’d go sightseeing or into the city. You...g women and girls would swoon over his rugged good looks from afar; women my age or older would shoot slut-daggers at me with their eyes. I knew exactly what they were thinking because I was thinking the same exact things. No, slut-shaming, as it is currently called, doesn’t faze me in the least. The only reason those prurient-seeming women were. .." She had blushed. Elated of course that he had noticed."Beautiful, almost silver..." She had heard him muse. "Your natural shade?" Yes!" She gasped, delighted in spite of the strangeness, holding still as she could for his inspection, fixing eye upon the debris littering the deck before her."Perhaps if we are successful, you might confirm that for me?" He continued quietly, as Nagi's blush became almost livid, knowing full well what he had meant!"I..." She had stammered."Someday." He. I felt the muscles in her pussy working softly against my still puffed up cock. I liked the feeling and began to move softly inside of her.“I can see that it’s gonna take some doing to get that sweet thing to go down, honey, but I’m willing to keep trying, if you’ll let me” she whispered in my ear. I nodded in the affirmative.“Let’s go to your room” she said.We got up and headed like eager dogs in heat for my bedroom. On the bed she immediately took my cock into her mouth and began sucking it. The white tatted lace accentuated her bust line in a two-inch band around her chest, and a one-inch accent on the neckline. More lace tatting was attached to the hem of the dress and to the cuffs of the sleeves. Her black hair fell straight down her back, but white ribbons of baby's breath were woven in between her locks.Waite was astonished. He had taken their beauty for granted while on the trail. 'They cleaned up nicely' as they used to say back home, and that was the understatement of the.