I removed his big hot black cock from my little white mouth and I watched as he removed his clothes, which I was instructed to fold and place neatly o... the table. I asked if I should pick my clothes off the floor and fold them as well, but Sean said the clothes of a white-boy bitch like me are fine in a lump on the floor. Sean stood there naked, his black muscular body and well defined six-pack abs almost made me cum and I would have had he not said for me to follow him upstairs.Upstairs Sean. At least not yet.She marvels at what a difference just one week with the Professor has done to Emma. She finds herself curious about what has happened in these last seven days to make Emma blossom so.She tells Emma that she hopes she enjoyed this week’s session, and then on an impulse lean and hugs her and kisses her cheek. Emma is a little surprised by the gesture but is not disturbed by it. Rather she clumsily hugs Sasha back. Her bare breasts pressing against Sasha’s covered ones. Both. Setting it in front of her he said, “Would you serve that? Would you eat that?”While she dug in and apologized for complaining, he took some cream and some sugar and a whisk that had magically appeared one day and started to whip it. She was talking about the flavors and the hot of the sugar and cool of the cream. The bananas were melting in her mouth but firm enough to pick up without falling apart.By then the cream had turned into whipped cream and he dropped a dollop on her dish. “That looks. But I couldn't.What I couldn't decide was whether to go for a straight divorce, or a divorce based on adultery. We'd been married for only three months, now, so perhaps an annulment. Maybe the annulment was better: "it never happened" was as good a way as any to finish this.I called a friend I'd made in the VA hospital months ago. He was a lawyer, and pointed me at somebody who could do 'marriage work, ' as he said. He said, also, that he was sorry to hear about it.I called the marriage lawyer,.