She was wearing a pair of rather tight jeans and a white man’s style shirt with a button down collar. She was clearly tall and very slender, small b...easted and with very short but glossy dark hair. Gorgeous. ‘Reading something interesting?’ I told her it was a biography of Lord Nelson. ‘Bloody hell! I’m Donna.’ I introduced myself and, looking more closely at her realised that she had mismatched eyes; one was a beautiful blue, the other green. ‘Ah, I sense you have detected my genetic flaw,’. “Seriously, I think it's a good solution.”“There is another thing: this would not be a one-night thing. The clinic said that we have sex each day for the two days before ovulation and the two days after. We would have to have sex five days in a row and if it didn’t work then try again the next month. Does that change your mind?”“I was assuming that much sex would be involved, we fucked a lot of days in a row to have our two kids.” Macy laughed again. She hugged Anna again. “You have my blessing. In all of the sessions, she posed after school on Friday's in her school outfits. Friday's where the busy days for her parents at their store and they always came home late so she knew they would not know she wasn't at home doing her homework or studying her boring Chinese language lessons. On some occasions Adam had used some soft rope to bind her hands loosely behind her back telling her that those photos made her look more exotic which would bring her more money in the long run. He made. He put her arms up over her head. Keep them there, okay? She looked into his eyes and nodded. Youre so pretty, honey. he cooed. Youre so beautiful stretched out for me like this. I want to look at you, Baby. Her wavy, long, blond hair, was in a tangle around her face. Idle tendrils sloped to her slim neck and dipped into one exposed armpit. Her breasts were lifted slightly from her raised arms, forming small, firm mounds. The aureole were large, but her nipples were small. He couldnt keep.