But the envy stayed behind, a small reminder of what I gave up, or maybe gained. On the first day of school I wore a navy skirt, white blouse, red j...cket and black flats. Ushered into a small auditorium, we met the staff. One of them, Mrs. Kensington, started calling off names, mine among them. "You will report to the gym in ten minutes. Do not be late." She had a husky voice, which matched her size. Tall, maybe six foot, she had an outstanding figure. Trim, with boobs that looked a bit large. There was also a recommendation to retake the test after a longer period of abstention.When she looked up from the paperwork, John said, “I told the doctor to give it to me straight. He said that based on that test, there’s not much chance I’ll ever be able to have kids.”The revelation hit Ella hard. She’d never had any vision of her future that didn’t include children. Now, here was the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with telling her it might never be. It would be difficult. I then pulled her t-shirt over her head, revealing her tiny tits. I straddled on top of her thighs and pulled her pants and cotton underwear down in one pull, and she kicked them the rest of the way off. Her pussy was completely bald, her inner folds and clit not quite as visible as my mom's. But soaking wet and visibly stretched open from when I had fucked her just a few minutes before.My dad walked over to the bed and told my mom to get on her knees and elbows and now her ass and under pussy. He was only inches away from her. She felt his heat and for a moment lost her train of thought. ‘I – um – I want her to get to know you.’ Isla was still dressed in those damn shorts that had him twisted in knots all day. Her legs were shapely and gave the illusion that she was taller than she actually was. Michael rubbed his hands down his face in an effort to keep from touching her. He thought about what his attorney had said. She had advised him that proving Isla unfit would be extremely.