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. We both moaned, I’m not sure who loved it more. I pressed my face between his legs, his musky scent filling my nostrils as I lustfully licked all around and under his balls. I was finally sucking cock and then it hit me, I was a cock sucker, there is no going back, just embrace it. Give into it.I held James’s hips, braced myself and began taking his big cock as deep as into my mouth as I could. My hard cock strained inside my pants, I was so turned on! I wanted his cock so bad, I wanted every. He felt the wounds, the soft skin between the livid wields, and she lay quietly enjoying his caress, his very touch as it traced the suspenders still taught against her cool skin. “We need to eat “she whispered, reluctantly they stood at her insistence, she picking up her clothes, he gently taking them from her, saying “no, there`s no need now mum, your mine!” she smiled allowing him this little pleasure on this special day as together they moved to the kitchen naked save her stockings and the. Nothing special. Nothing at all actually. I bought grey paint, stripped the carpet. Bought a big blind for the window, too heavy for a five year old child to lift. I bought a cheap little cot thing and masses of nappies were stored in what used to be an ensuite bathroom. Even that blank unloved life with Denise would have been better than a life with me where I loved her for all the wrong reasons. The day we moved in was the day that little Annas life changed properly. She cried for her mommy.