" Is that so? Are you a fucking bigot, honkie? Listen, you filthy cracker, I'm going to smoke, but worse than that, I'm going to use you as an ashtray... If you don't complain too much, I might take pity later and deign to let you eat me out for your lunch. How's that for a box lunch, huh? A bit of brown sugar? Oh, dear, looks like your cock isn't racist at least. It loves the idea of eating some sweet black pussy, doesn't it? Your cock never lies, you know. It tells exactly what you men really. I know Steve was still very sexually attracted to me, but still I wasn't feeling very sexy by time I was about 7 months pregnant. So that meant I was about 30 weeks along. Our parents were nice enough to get us a queen sized bed. So we had a better time sleeping. Steve was working a little more so now he was working full time, 40 hours a week, starting at 9:00 instead of around 11:00 or noon as he was. While I stayed at home and cleaned up a bit for everyone. But he was always happy to come. "Well is there any chance for k**s?" I asked."The doctors now have determined that I have a low sperm count due to a surfing accident in South Africa in my early teens. We have considered adoption but want one of our own. It just won't be the same. The other option is a sperm donor but Sue feels its too clinical." Sorry to hear that Glen." Well actually we have asked you around on false pretenses Alan. You see we may consider a sperm donor after all, but Sue wants the physical contact with the. I moved him against the wall out of sight of the window, moving my hands onto his hips and with my eyes wide open I leaned in and kissed him, just a peck, and he closed his eyes, I repeated it again and again his eyes closed. Moving my hands down his back I leaned and kissed him again only holding my lips on his a little longer, his arms were around my neck, my hands caressed his buttocks as we kissed a little more passionately I slipped my tongue into his mouth, he didn’t pull away as his.