My pussy grew hotter and hotter. I should just give him a handjob. Just so he could sleep. I wasn't here to fuck him. Leyla could do that for her brot...ers.Juices trickled down my thighs as he groped my big tit. His hand so strong, rough with callouses from playing sports. I loved it. Not the delicate touch of Jalal, my baby boy. But strong and virile like his father's. He looked so much like Karim when we first met and fell in love. I stared at my son's cheek.He'd look so handsome with a. " "Thank you Mrs. Wren." She gave the tan card to Mrs. Brown. "Welcome, sister." Mrs. Brown said, "Thank you." "Please, no talking. A nod of the head is sufficient. It's for your own protection." "Sorry, oops." Some of the other women laughed, fortunately they included the mistress of ceremonies and Mrs. Wren. It was comforting to learn that the occasion was formal, but not overly solemn. The ceremony continued. I received a blue card. It felt good to have Mrs. Cardinal, my friend Kyra, at my. "She shook her head and said, "It's not going to happen Paul!This is who you're going to be for the rest of your life. If youtry to escape, the Judge will only get mad, and then you willhave to be punished." You really don't expect me to spread my legs for my somestranger I don't even know, do you?" The thought horrified me."I'm not GAY, DOCTOR."The doctor grinned as if she had expected me to lose my temper."Your baby is only a week old. Your family doctor is suggestingyou don't have sex. Brian is taking him to a higher summit than Mark has ever been to before. Tears come to his eyes out of joy mixed with feelings that he does not deserve this for what he did.At this moment, so sure of things between Mark and himself, Brian is optimistic that they can conquer anything together now. Yes, the big issue does need to be resolved, but there will be time for that later.Right now, confidence in the love they have for each other is more than enough. Understanding the feeling he has.