It’s you that excites me, Becc. Holding you. Being naked with you beneath our sheets. Making love to you,” he said as he kissed around her shoulde...s and up to her ear. His hand moved from her stomach up to her breasts and he caressed her tenderly. “And children. I could be a father.”“Even though it is unlikely today, perhaps you should practice making me pregnant again.”“Yes. Yes, perhaps I should.”Thursday, 16 June 1955, Europe by RailIt took five days and nights from Calais, France to. She was small and very slim. Her brown eyes were clear and her face was sunburned, as it would be after spending several hours in the hot sun.Her hair looked brown, but might have been off blonde. With the dust and dirt in it, she could have been brown, or even black. We’d have to clean her up to find out. Her hands showed signs of having had to work pretty hard for one so young. We’d be investigating all of that as the evening wore on.Someone hadn’t been feeding this child for a day, or two.. I spent my free time over the next couple days doing research. I found some great websites with lots of outstanding information, some had lots of user reviews, which was helpful and entertaining.Through my research, I found that there were several ABS’s not too far away. I saw the closest one was about 45 minutes away. I found several user reviews that were very positive, including a few from couples, like us.That night, when we were in bed. I told her I found some great information about glory. Ecstasy. Pure bliss. You aren't even aware of what has happened, just that you are over the moon with pleasure. Meanwhile, I grab your thighs, with my head between them, enjoying the musky scent while lapping up your juices. I'm going at one hundred miles an hour, giving you no chance to catch your breath. Licking, sucking, fingering. I reach up and grab your breasts, pinching your nipples. Time ceases to exist. To me, there is only you. To you, there is nothing more than pure pleasure, as you.