I was 17 when i came across this british/afghan gal called Caroline who was so beautiful that i had to tell the driver of the bus i was in to stop.i a...ighted and quickly caught up with her.she was friendly and we quickly got into each other.Nairobi to a foreigner is a bit unfriendly and i guessed she noticed my effort to be just what was not on the menu, hard to resist.she was an air hostess and it was her first time there.so i showed her around all the places which were a walking distance from. ..i'll call you a cab.And he did. I was glad in many ways as I hated walking home. He was quite quiet in the cab. I guess the bravado was for his mates. And he did as he said. He dropped me to my door. As I left the cab he jumped out as well and paid the driver.What...what you doing?Tyler: Thought I'd come in for a coffee.I tried to tell him I was a married woman, my husband would be home but he had none of it.We chatted for a good half hour and I started to warm to him. He was cocky but he. "Aunt Ruth wants to tell mom so we can't say anything about you guys getting married," Mandy warned."I know honey. She already told me," Tim said smiling. "I'm just coming by to see if Bill needs me to do anything for tomorrow to get ready for the construction meeting on Wednesday. It's our first one that will include the cement, heavy equipment and electricians and the whole project will go better if we get them working together right off the bat." Mandy and I put those packets together on. I felt him stiffen and hold my shoulder as I pushed back against him, ‘OMG’, he moaned, and I opened my eyes and looked down to the tiles where I stood, watching his semen drop onto my feet, and when he exhausted his ejaculation, I turned and faced him, ‘My turn daddy, I want to wash him’, and I did, with copious amounts of liquid soap, I would peel back his protective foreskin, and massage the glans and shaft in one continuous motion, until the showering washed away the soap, and I would.