I know ... I want ... a baby ... a child. I want to have a child of my ... our own."I gasped and dropped my books on the floor."Did you just say what ... think you said?" I asked, genuinely in doubt."I want to have baby, Jill. Desperately." She confirmed."Come and sit down, tell me about it," was all I could manage while I gathered my thoughts and essay."Is that all you've got to say?" She asked with a note of surprise and impatience."There's not much more I can say until you've told me what's. .. And there's nothing I can do!Or was there?Today, the next to the last man, who had posed hers took out of his attache case a carefully wrapped object. "Do you know what's in here, Susan... ?" he asked, his eyes glowing with salacious desire for her."No... not really..." she had answered offhandedly."Look!" the middle-aged voyeur gloated, as he quickly unwrapped a huge, rubber dildo, looking closely at her to see her reaction to it."Oh!" she gasped involuntarily, her eyes widening."Do you. I back away and your hand guides my cock into your mouth again. I press into your mouth, with your hand wrapped around my base controlling the progress. Your other hand is completely wrapped around my balls, keeping enough pressure on them, making them ache. After a few pumps, you pull your mouth off me. ‘Like this?’ you ask. And you take my shaft into your mouth again, this time your hand reaches around to my ass. You pull me into you and I can feel my cock start to squeeze down your throat.. (we were young, so we were light weights) My uncle Darrell began talking about sex and how he wanted to fuck a girl from school while looking directly at me. I started teasing him saying he wouldn't know what to do with it if she laid it out in from of him. He surprisingly says, "you of all people should know I would kill that shit!" My jaw almost dropped. We are on shot 4 by now. He begins talking about fucking me a week earlier and how I could barely take it. I stupidly say, " that was.