Nachdem wir es zwei Jahre ohne Erfolg versucht hatten, entschieden wir, dass es Zeit war, eine professionelle Hilfe zu suchen.Ich wurde eine Expertin ...arin zu bestimmen, wann meine fruchtbarste Zeit zur empfangen war, und mein Mann würde immer nach Hause kommen, um mir beizuwohnen. Leider, wir hatten kein Glück. Wir machten alle Tests, die Paare in unserer Situation absolvieren und erfuhren, dass ich in Ordnung war, aber die Spermienzahl meines Mannes war etwas niedrig.Wir entschieden uns die. Liv and her dad had visited this particular stream many times when she was a young girl. A small tear came to her eye as memories came flooding back. She, her dad and his best friend Mitch, who often accompanied them, would joke with each other while panning the little stream winding through the high country in front of her. Those had been happy times and Liv always looked forward to their next excursion with the same excitement most kids reserved for trips to Disneyland.Their prospecting. .." she begged. Then she felt him raise his heavy weight off her, his hands pressing her shoulders tightly to the davenport-cushions, his widespread knees forcing her thighs wider apart, until the blood-engorged head slipped further into her pressing hard against her cervix... and then, slowly, he began to rub in and out of her, picking up speed as he worked, at last buffeting her whole body back and forth like a rag-doll beneath him while he fucked furiously into her.His fingers began to trace. " "Two eggs. Scrambled," I purred, letting both hands trail slowly down my thighs. Mom licked her lips as she stared at my cunt, which I was certain had to be glistening with wetness. Her gaze shifted up to my face, eyes narrowing into a mock-glare. "It pains me to say this, honestly it does... but my daughter has become a tease. And something of a slut, I suspect." I purred, "Oh, I'm your slut, Mom," hugging myself. It was weird but exhilarating, playing the Bad Girl for my mother. She folded.