"I wanted – really, really wanted – to tell her that it wasn't my baby, but held my tongue."I guess my feelings are ones of relief." Relief? Why w...ould you feel relieved that your wife is giving up your child?" I am a firm believer in a woman's right to do what she wishes as far as her body is concerned, but I am still somewhat of a 'right to life' person. I would rather see the child given up for adoption than for the alternative to happen." That doesn't answer my question. I guess I need to. The shaikh gave a kiss on my face saying I taste so good I would like to eat u dry alcohol was effective & he too soon sandy came & rafiq asked to sandy can we go to his room for more drink & I would like to give a small gift to your beautiful wife sandy said its fine but we followed him to the lift sandy asked me in Hindi jya irada hai tumhara ,,,maina kaha irada to bada nek hai bas tumhare izzajat ke liye ruke hai hum to phir kya sandy smiled & said bada maza ayanga par mai bhi I replied ha. A few weeks later patrick wanted to hang out again I said ok. He said he found a cool plase arround the corner from my house so we waked up to the ditch bank and walked for a little bit down the ditch where we found a bee farm and a hay stack so we would climb up to the top of the hay stack and jump off onto a few bails of hay that we set up at the bottem we did that a few thousand times. Eventuly we got bord and patrick asked if I wanted to suck on his dick again and he pulled down his pants. Perfectly round and high on her chest, they were looked large that her arm brushed against one side of her tits when reached to touch me. For the first time in my life a perfect woman was in front of me to feel live. I put my arms around her waist and pressed hard against her. And I hope that she could have felt my rising bulge against her navel. I kissed her neck and earlobes while my hands reached around and played with her nice big boobs. Her small light brown nipples looking like a flower.