Brenda got pregnant with our c***d and delivered him one and one half years after her and I got married and about three months after she got pregnant,...our sex life stopped. After our son, John was born, it was two months after the doctor gave her the okay to have sex again, we went through the motion like we did before Brenda got pregnant, then that only happened once a month if even then.I did every thing I could think of to get Brenda to open up and to get her to relax and injoy sex by trying. " How are they going to pay - that's if they agree to cough up?" International bank bonds, to be lodged at the Bank of Malta in Valetta. One of our uncles lives there." Nikka closed the meeting by announcing that there would be a draw for the trip's 10 places, with an early start the next morning immediately after breakfast. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~At 8.30am sharp, Nikka stood by the rear door of the school's 12-seater mini-bus, checking. Every once in a while Ronnie would turn and smile at me, forcing me to have to watch the movie again. But my eyes would eventually move down to that sweet little honey pot. I made a few more drinks and began to feel extra comfortable. Finally the move ended and Ronnie sat up and faced me, sitting indian style. "Daddy, I have a question, but it's kind of embarassing", she said as she looked at me. "What is it? You know you can ask me anything." "Daddy, what's a blowjob?" I about spit my drink. Each one was perfectly framed and composed. The models looked relaxed, playful and above all, real. None of the size zero women that adorned the front pages of fashion magazines these days. These women were naturally beautiful and no artificial enhancements were necessary. In fact, the subtle imperfections in their bodies only served to make the overall picture more believable and arousing. The man paced behind her slowly, his eyes never leaving her swaying hips and the soft curves of her full.