I had sex with her twice after we broke up. What I didn’t know was that Becky had stopped taking her birth control pills, and she got pregnant.”�...You have a child?!” Karin gasped. “Or is she pregnant now?”“She was pregnant when I came to Sweden. We agreed that she would have the baby. Then, because of pressure from her mom, she had an abortion. I was devastated because I had accepted the fact that I was going to be a dad. I felt like someone had ripped out a part of my soul. It was like when. No one liked that idea because we'd have to tell the scientists far too much information about me to get them motivated to make the necessary effort. Maybe in a few decades gene mapping would be more routine, much easier and more thorough, but it wasn't a workable approach yet.Prof's second point was one that I agreed with: that it'd be a great pity if I got hit by a bus tomorrow. He suggested that they 'bank' samples of my body, especially sperm samples, for future use or study. Prof suggested. I want her absolutely. As always, she makes some comment about wanting to lose wieght, or working out. It is hard to focus on what she is saying now, her beauty has a grip on me that is hard to break. I say, ‘Please stop, you are so beautiful to me.’ Words don’t do justice to the way I feel about her. I run my fingers around her panty line. Softly. I pull out her panties so I can see the top of her pussy. Heart attack again, I scrunch my face it hurts so much. God how does this woman do this to. She said "just massage my tits and ass tonight", perfect I thought. she lay on her back with her head facing the foot of the bed where I was standing, so my FAT BONER was pointing right in her face as I started rubbing the oil on her tits. I got both boobs nice and wet with oil an focused on her nipples first. Then I started circular motions which she liked, because she said "oh yeah, keep rubbing my tits in circles like that". At least she knows what she likes and she's not afraid to ask for.