"You asked why you weren't pregnant." After pausing to gather his thoughts, he continued with, "How do I explain this. Well, just before I got divorce..., my wife was pregnant. She'd told me she didn't want any more children. So while she was carrying my son she demanded I have a vasectomy."That way, by the time the baby was born and we started having sex again, I wouldn't be producing any sperm. She wouldn't have to worry about getting pregnant again. Claire really didn't want to get pregnant in. ’ ‘I didn’t.’ ‘Yes you did. Somehow in my dream you were true to form. When it really happens I’m going to make sure there isn’t a drop of liquid within five hundred feet of us.’ Standing up she told him, ‘It’s never going to happen.’ ‘Oh yes it is my love. Oliver or no Oliver….. Who ever he is!’ ‘Just remember there is such a thing as sexual harassment, and how did you know about my tattoo?’ ‘Just you remember there is such a thing as sexual attraction, and you know we’ve got it, you and I in. I loved her boobs and slowly touched both of them together to get a feeling of the size and shape. She closed her eyes and said “dabao na sweetheart”, and I gave a light squeeze to both of them. “Let’s go to the bedroom” I said and lifted her in my arms. She guided me to her bedroom. I found it nicely decorated with a king-size bed in the middle. The room smelled nice and exotic. May be she prepared the right atmosphere for us to enjoy.I kept her slowly on the bed and unwrapped her saree. She. I suddenly found that I was too weak. The wine must have done a number on me. Samantha was ready to blow too... She slowly slid my cock out of her mouth and moved her body up the front of mine. In the dim light of the fire I could stil make out ever lovely feature of this Goddess that had blessed my home. Her breasts were firm and rounded in a perfect shape and as she slid her body along mine, I felt her sex peel open around my shaft. She slid up and down my cock, pinning it to my stomach.