Ann delivered the only meaningful sentences that passed between us at about eleven o'clock on Sunday morning. "Sammy, I think you should know. I'm mee...ing his children next weekend."I was devastated. She had squeezed my hand. I had felt her forehead next to my chin. I had heard her sigh. Now she was telling me she was going to meet his kids. We didn't talk. We didn't even look at each other until Mrs. Patrick came to us leading a young woman. "Sammy, this is Karen Parker. You play tennis, don't. Then she looked around and saw the crew with their hard cocks that they had been slowly jerking as I fucked her face. She smiled at them, then at me, then said in French and English, "Je t'adore, mon petit chou-chou, but please, mon amor, may I have some more?"It came as a shock, but it should not have. She had made love to me the first night we met. She was truly a sexual being. I loved her. I needed to accept her as she was or forget her. That I was not willing to do. I thought quickly and. ”“But you have nothing to worry about” I added, “If you didn’t have a record like this, you would have never made it to our interview even”“As you know, in the department you are gonna be posted, having an attractive nurse could be of great assistance.”I looked at her sensing her silence. She said nothing.I went on to explain, “You, of course will be well laid for any duties that are outside your normal role as a nurse. Implying, I am offering you extra money for your sexual potential.”She. I felt so girlish in my pink baby doll teddy and now to have the head of his cock against my sweet little rosebud made me want to kiss good.I opened my mouth and got a good taste of my cum on his tongue while we sucked face together.He was a man who got lots of pussy and enjoyed some variety with other men, too. I felt so lucky to be with him on our cross country trip, acting out sexual fantasies for him along the way. But the fucking he gave me was so wonderful, I would start to want other men.