"That's not half-bad," I said. "I'll assume your other answer was pretty much the same thing." More or less."I nodded. Then some other kids joined us ...nd we had to drop the subject. I thought about it off and on throughout the day, and kept coming back to my rather stupid impulse: get things over with. That would simplify a lot of things. Sort of.Mom was headed out shopping, and said I didn't need to come. That was unlike her, but I shrugged. Dad was busy on the commute from work, and I didn't. .I snort with confusion as my eyes open and I find myself in bed at home,my husband cuddled up next to me, gently snoring in the darkness of ourbedroom. For a brief moment, I panic, wondering what's happened, whereour daughter has gone... Before remembering that we don't have adaughter. Not yet, anyway... Though as optimistic as I am abouttomorrow's meeting, I'm still forced to shed a single tear at thethought that I might never get to experience motherhood.Of course, 'proper' motherhood-. He stood there for a moment before she realized he was there and looked up. A smile came to her face and she put down her book.“Milo! What a surprise!” she said. “What are you doing here?”“Oh, I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop by,” he said with a shy grin.“Just happened to be in the neighborhood, huh? Do you make a habit of hanging around hospitals and dropping in on patients?” She gave him a wink.“I’m kidding. I came to see you. The substitute teacher told me what happened. I hope. He grabbed me and took me to his bedroom and dropped me on his bed. I was fully aroused; i was dripping from my pussy. We kissed again for long, playing with body parts. I grabbed his cock, it was 8.5″ and almost 3 inch thick, a nice size for stretching my pussy. He went on kissing my body from top to bottom and again came to my pussy which was very wet. He sucked my pussy, ” ahhhhhhhhhh, woooooww josh” was the scream. I was in pain and joy both at a time, he was a great sucker. Without any.