Such a, liberal spirit was apparent when she rolled off the main road towards the block/ neighbourhood, plain tarmac road was replaced with paved bloc...s, shrubs and saplings gave way to manicured hedges and trees. Even the buildings took the tones of indigo magenta, dark orange, made in a way to mimic the sky and background behind it. The light posts were made to mimic stalks of flowers turned and sculpted in a manner as though they had just stepped out of a Tim Burton movie. Scanning the. " I do," she said. "I know it for sure. I can never have children. Yousee, John, I haven't always been a girl."Although it was blurted out in the moment, she had to say it, and bearthe consequences. The crazy thing was, that she was terrified of losinghim, and when she felt his hands on her back freeze, she feared theworst. He was not holding her now. His arms were still around her, butthey were not holding her. They were rigid. She could only guess whatwas the look on his face -. She had heard rumors about white girls getting addicted to black cocks. Sandra had to admit, if she were into hard fucking, she certainly would have been into Terence. However, Sandra did not like the hard-rough sex, she preferred the gentle lovemaking.They did not leave the hotel suite the entire weekend. Terence ordered their meals to be delivered to the room. Throughout the day Saturday, he fucked Sandra four more time, and then two times Saturday night. It was during that night that the. Oh my goodness. I can't believe how fast I came. I don't even know what to say, baby." Her breathing is still ragged, as she snuggles back against me turning her head seeking a kiss.Kissing her lips, I pull her down beside me on the blanket. I pry my lips from hers and prop up on an elbow to study my gorgeous wife, basking in the glory of her orgasm. She looks so satisfied, fully satiated. I can tell she is thinking again though. Her hand slips down to my button on my jeans and her eyebrows.