I felt the cervix open and my womb invaded. In that moment, a memory flashed: young, unable to get pregnant, we sought answers from a doctor … I was...unable. Had that nagged at Gerald all this time until he met the woman in India? Was that part of his decision to stay there? Was he still wanting a family?I groaned as the finger went deeper and the memory, the question was gone. My pussy was clenching around the invader. Mrs. Baldwin looked down at her arm and up at me. Mr. Baldwin moaned from. We chatted and laughed over anything and nothing really; simply relaxed and content being with each other.The fine wine did rather flow and eventually young Rachel became ready for bed.We both supported the tipsy girl into her bedroom and while she giggled we undressed her. Before we’d reached for her nightdress she’d laid naked on the bed. I looked to Linda for guidance.“Stay with her Brad; I won’t be a moment.”Linda went to her bedroom but soon reappeared. She’d slipped out of her elegant. They had to keep in mind that the tanks weighed several times as much as the Timberwolf and that they were less agile. The place was starting to look like an Icelandic beach minus the water. The sand here was mostly made up of pulverized granite, the volcanic rock uneven and jagged. Everything was either black or some dark shade of grey, the somber tones seeming to absorb the blazing heat of the suns like baking asphalt, creating a shimmering haze everywhere he looked. It made Ben feel like. "Hey sexy, you took your time getting here," you said. "Hey sexy back at you, got a bit of traffic, but I was thinking of you the entire time," I gave you a light kiss on the mouth. "Come in, I have something to show you," you invited. I watched as you showed me into your apartment, your petite ass wiggling a bit just to tease me. I couldn't help but smile at you, always flirting, dangling in front of me what I want yet just out of reach. You went to your drawer and pulled out two small.