”“I can only give you this advice. Don’t worry about it, and just let it all happen and enjoy your time together. We can’t know what the futur... will bring, but I do know that worrying about things you don’t have any control over, is counter productive.”“I’ll try to do that,” Sandra said lovingly. “And ... I love you too.”“I love you as well,” Shirley responded, and they hugged for a moment. “However, now there is something else I want to know. How was your first school day?”“That was last. The other wives in the diplomatic circle were aware of this fact but refused to discuss it in front of their husbands for fear they might be tempted to sample Gabby's pretty pussy in some dark, secluded place.Music was the fastest way into Gabby's panties.She would twist and writhe to the beat of some Latin dance step and pull her skirt up high to show off her sensual legs and tiny thong buried in her crack. Her attraction to men of color was more because they tended to be more blessed with. ”“Fair enough,” I said.Sarah removed her skirt and blouse and replaced them with her dirty sweat shirt and jeans from the day before. We worked until three in the afternoon, then she went into the shack to clean up while I put away the tools. When I stepped out of the shower, she was in the skirt and blouse again. I hadn’t expected her to be standing there waiting for me.When she walked up, she dropped to her knees. I froze. “This isn’t going to change my mind,” I said in a strong voice.“Shut. A quick call and I'm letting Sarah stay the night at my place. I hook her up with drinks, and massage her feet. Her feet were swollen from walking several blocks in bare feet. Abit of talking, I made up the bed in the guest room. I offered the nice bed to Sarah, who turned it down, but stripped naked and climbed into bed. I went to bed...with a hard cock.Out like a light, woking up with a dream that was real. My eyes focused as I try to see who was sucking my cock. The blond hair, and the.