But after further tests carried out over the next year or so, we were given the bad news about Claire. They was nothing wrong with the eggs that she p...oduced, but there was something about her womb that meant it was doubtful the embryos would implant properly. The few that did she miscarried very quickly.No, this didn't really mean she was infertile, but the doctors told us it was doubtful she would ever carry a baby for the full term. So we did keep trying but not to the extent we had. Asdistasteful as using his mouth on her most private part after sex wasto him, it pleased her and his entire world revolved around making hiswife happy. Over time he had become addicted to eating cream pie forthe psychological boost it gave is battered ego when she enjoyed it.He lapped at the dried crust of mingled sex fluids until it softenedand he could suck it off. Chrissy allowed it to linger on his tongue.As awful as it tasted, it somehow made him feel closer to Miranda. Hepictured her. I arrived at my aunt's with my suitcase and she greeted me at the door she was wearing a white blouse with the sleeves tucked into a pair of skintight black leather gloves, a black leather pencil skirt which came to her knees and black leather boots with 4" stiletto heels, she explained that she had to go and see a client so she quickly showed me to my room and said she would see me later.As l was in the house on my own l decided to explore and going to one room l noticed a wardrobe and. ‘We’ll be in the same college. While we won’t have the same classes I’m sure we can help each other study.’ He flashed an impish grin and I felt my heart hit my stomach. Blonde and blue eyed, Philip looked every bit the Oxford student…not too preppy, but not too art school either. He wasn’t as muscular as the others, but he wasn’t something you’d turn away from either. He turned to say something to Jean Claude and I caught a glimpse of his ass. Oh yes, I thought, just enough there to grab on.