We've been to a specialist. I'm fine, but it seems Tom has a very low sperm count. The doctor said to keep trying, but he didn't think our odds were g...od." I look over at Jen, looking at the small bulge in her tummy, thankful that we were able to get pregnant on the very first try. "I've been tracking my cycle, trying to get the very best odds we could. I'm fertile this weekend. In fact, the reason Tom and I did it tonight was that this is probably the peak of my fertility."Jen and I look at. Okay, I'll admit that the fantasy is fueled by the stories I read in the magazines, but I've had the fantasy since we first got married. I knew you had a lot of experience and I know it was not the same with each girl; I know there were differences and I've always wondered about the differences in men. I was hoping that you would let me have an experience or two. It would just be sex baby, just me satisfying my curiosity a couple of times."I looked at her like she was an escapee from the funny. I made way for it and she grabbed my dick and started stroking. The dick was her gear now. As I rubbed her more vigorously, she stroked my dick with the same proportionality. I continued that. It was raining so heavily that there wasn’t even slightest possibility of someone seeing us!We got down from the car and went to the lift. As we got into the lift, it stopped midway. Electricity supply was cut off due to heavy rain and we got stuck in the lift. This was an opportunity for the two horny. ‘Yes?’ said the uncivil florist when I said I’d take the roses. ‘How many?’ ‘I’ll take the lot.’ ‘They’re frightfully expensive. There’s $120 worth there.’ I pulled out a $100 and held it up. ‘$100 for the lot.’ She looked at the note, licked her lips and said: ‘Done’ ‘Ohmigod, you cunning devil,’ said Nancy, admiring the roses. That’s a biggest bunch than the one you sent me that had mom over the moon. These being for her will send her into deep space.’ They did. Nancy’s mom’s eyes bulged when.