However, I try not thinking about my sorry lot in life. I heard him said to one of his colleagues that he has been married for 30 years and he just ...elebrated his wedding anniversary. I was bummed out when he had mentioned this. I was thinking how lucky his wife must be! Sometimes now that I have approached middle age, it bothers me that I don’t have a man to spend the rest of my life with to have cuddle and fuck. What can you do? Things happen for a reason.From time to time, I have always. But the reviews also told to be cautious as many are frauds and there were chances of HIV and such stories.So I thought to forget it and adopt a child. But it kept on coming in my mind to try for IVF as I can become a mother myself. Whenever I saw my heavy boobs in the mirror I was feeling them becoming tighter with the thought of my child suckling them. How good that feeling maybe?Once I was scanning through Facebook posts which were one of my past times. In one of the Facebook page by ID. She tasted the foreign flavor of her own juices, with which she had streaked her mother’s soft belly. It didn’t taste like the medicine in the bottle at all, and she wondered if her mom would also taste different. She dwelled there for a bit, savoring the taste of her own essence before she continued on. At last she was face to face with Hazel’s bikini bottoms.She breathed in, inhaling her mother’s scent. It, too, was very unlike the medicine, but she was intoxicated by it all the same. She. 5 years without seeing another person, let alone a girl, and when I do, she's a damn cannibal!"He declared to himself.She just chuckled in response.She knelt down between his feet, and pried his knees open.He watched in fear as she began to draw her face near to his crotch, her lips held apart, bearing her well-maintained white teeth.His eyes were full of fear, his thighs were trembling between her ears as she came threateningly close to his most prized possession.She grabbed his firm girthy.