It seemed to fit alright. ‘Does it look okay? Does it look too tight anywhere?’ The seamstress sighed and said, ‘Ashley, you have done the impos...sible. This is your fourth time in this dress. You have neither gained nor lost a single gram in all that time. The dress fits as if it were part of your body. ‘Come in a few days before if it’s really bothering you and you think it will require alterations. Stop making yourself crazy.’ Before I met Jeff I would have ripped into her for saying that. We. I hit a hyperlink in the article referencing cuckoldry which led me to a site where men were confessing their deepest desires and telling their true stories of wanting their wives to get fucked by a black, wanting their daughter to be introduced to blackbreeding and how many of them achieved the most intense orgasms at the thought that while watching, either their wife or daughter was going to get impregnated as he watched their black stud cumming in them. My imagination was pretty much. I plucked those 2 strawberries and chewed them and down thru the throat. Sir stood up naked and took the tablet and milk glasses from her and asked her to leave us alone for next hour and if needed will call. My bra and panties were hanging out of the bed as one could see the Red Rose make of the bra and panties so felt ashamed as she was starring my wet pussy. She left away in half a minute and Sir took the xtra-power capsule with the warm milk And ask me to moved so he could feed me by the. She smiled a Mona Lisa smile. "I know." Was all she said.In my entire adult life, and in all my experience with women, except for Isidora, I'd never considered becoming a father. But when the full impact of Isidora's announcement hit me, a strange thing happened. I was overcome with happiness. The woman I loved, loved me, and we were going to make a child together. It was one of the best moments of my life and I couldn't restrain myself. I gave a whoop of joy that probably woke the neighbors. I.