So she called and told me that in spite of telling her husband he is not serious at all. He doesn’t have sex at the proper time nor is he willing to...check his sperm count. So I told her that if he is shy of testing sperms, force him to have sex as usual and when he is about to cum , collect it in a sample bottle. She said she will try for this but since it’s her date to get pregnant she doesn’t want to miss on this month as well. Now my mind started working wicked I told her that for testing. Yet. Ken noticed that her balance was quite remarkable for so young a child. He'd also noticed that Eric was bringing her to the classes he and Sensei taught -- not that she was learning anything, of course. But then, as he thought about it, he wondered if that was true. She never made a sound during class, and she always seemed to be intently watching them. Ken didn't know anything about small children, but even so, her behavior seemed a little odd.Once her Dad put her down, Christine walked. So we just started sharing the smoke while standing out.I got to hug her and touched her butt with one of my hand while the other went off to touch her boobs which I felt so nice to lay your hands. The soft melons were driving me crazy and the chilling weather added with the impact of beer we kept on eating each other lips like hungry dogs. I pushed my tongue and we started tasting the tongues.From behind, I unzipped her dress and started taking it off her sleeves and got them down to her. I can do this, Ithought.Memories of my conversation with Dad rolled back into my head as Ibalanced my brain for the task at hand. "30-70," I said out loud. 30percent regret and 70% pure joy. Please God, let me focus on the 70percent.What was I feeling as I placed my hand on the cold metal door handle?Was it anticipation or fear? Its just a date, I thought, but a look atthe overnight bag sitting beside me convinced me otherwise."To fuck or not to fuck?" I said as I pulled down on the handle.
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