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When he did, Sally looked over at him sternly, or as sternly as she could manage. "I'm sorry." I don't know if that was aimed at me or her. "We have had a lot of bad news lately honey," Sally spoke calmly but her voice sounded shaky. "We've been trying to start a family; we'd been trying for so long without any success so we went to the doctor to get tested and I…" Her voice trailed off. "Sally can't get pregnant, Faye. It's something to do with the womb lining not being suitable," As Steve was explaining this I could see Sally moving her knees Hairy and cringing like she felt disgusted with herself. "Oh, Sally I'm so sorry," I reached out and took her hand in mine but when I saw how down she looked I just had to hug her. I could feel her trying to stifle her sobs and she did manage to keep her composure. "What will you do now?" I asked as I sat back down. "Well, we went to an adoption agency in town. They sent a person out to our house last week to talk to us and to look around to assess if we could be considered as foster parents," Steve told me in a matter of fact way, I could sense a degree of anger behind what he was saying. But, it seemed… forced, like he was trying to sound angrier than he was if that makes sense. "We got a letter from them on Tuesday," Sally continued. "Apparently because of Steve's work schedule and my past mental health issues, we can't be considered as viable foster carers, even though I'm a teacher and look after kids all day!" "Oh," I said, feeling uneasy about being told such personal details all of a sudden, even though they were telling me openly it still felt like prying. "What do you mean mental health issues?" I asked, deciding to pry anyway. "I've suffered from depression for a long time and because I still take anti-depressants… they indian don't believe that I'd cope with being the primary carer while Steve is away," she said grimacing. I should explain that Steve's job requires him to spend about two weeks a small tits month in New big cocks York, and now that Sally had told me about the depression, I briefly wondered if his absence was contributing to it and maybe that's why she wanted the baby. But I didn't have time to fully explore that yet. "So, what are you going to do? I mean, can you go to a different adoption place?" "No," Sally said shaking her head grimly. "No one will see past the fact that Steve works away a lot or that I'm on medication, they basically told us that we shouldn't have children together." "Wow, that's… that's terrible for you, I'm so sorry," I said in a comforting way as possible. I'll be honest, at this point I was kinda on the side of the adoption people, I'm pretty Hardcore sure they would've seen the same thing I did. A couple that spends a long time apart wanting something to keep them together, rather than a child to actually bring up together. Hell, if I could see it, they must've seen it too. Right now it still hadn't dawned on me what they were going to ask me, or how I fit into this thing, all of which became clear when Steve spoke again. "So it leaves us with one option, find a surrogate," Steve said it bluntly and drew another harsh look from his wife, but this time he continued on regardless. "Where we would go to a clinic and some of Sally's eggs would be fertilized with my sperm, and then placed in the womb of a surrogate mother who would then become pregnant with our baby." Now, let's press the pause button here for a moment as I think this through. It was now clear to me why they were here, what they wanted and how much they wanted it. And in this split second, I turned detective on this whole scenario. It's surprising how clarity is bestowed upon you when you're in such a situation as this. Now, these two people, one of whom I've had a crush on for a couple of years were about to ask me to bear their child. Looking at Sally's face and realising how much she clearly wanted (or thought she wanted) this meant I already know I'd agree to anything for her. Agreeing to do this would certainly make us closer, but it would also push us further away after I'd given birth and she became addicted to baby clothes and all the shit that comes with it. Even if she didn't push me away after the birth, I'd be a mother, and that notion blew my mind and I really don't know how that would work. "What the fuck is your problem, dude?" "They're going around. Finally, she walked out quickly, closing the door behind her. It took me awhile to write this, and trust me I had some amazing inspiration with YouTube, other stories, and what not.. We penetrated my wife at the same time as she gasped loudly, and her eyes started rolling when Hairy Jason pushed his cock in her. She took metal flat hooks and stuck them in Jackie's ass. That woke him up and he quickly handed her the food. Very quickly I was able to bring up some of the honey and her entire pussy and clit were now a hot small tits slick and swollen entity. I discretely tucked the juicy twat-mop into the pocket of my skirt Hardcore for safe-keeping. From her side, a tongue she couldn’t see was lashing back and forth in between the tender lips of her pink. Then I was directed to lean over so that my hands were on the opposite side with my rear end at her head level on her side big cocks of the tub. We can try again tomorrow night.” He picked up my right foot and washed it slowly, he ran his fingers through my toes and washed each one. Her hands were always all over me as well. Larissa, sweetheart, you’re practically naked!” I took a taxi to my truck. Fuck it. “What is this nonsense? Reporter: You were quite advanced sexually indian for a 16-year old child. She had on nothing but a t-shirt that was to big for her and a thing. He whooped and applauded fervently, and I bowed, my cheeks blushing furiously, and sat next to Lucilla.