They were quickly seated — the place was nearly empty at this time in midweek — and the waiter asked about drinks. Both asked for water, and after... it was brought to the table they chose their meals.Denise chose a mild Korma, while Stan opted for a stronger Dhansak. As they waited for their food, Denise began chatting again."Raoul never liked Indian food," she said."Mmmm?" My ex. He said that all that spice was simply there to cover the bad meat." Have you ever eaten real Indian food?" Stan. I'm pretty sure I broke a record with this one. I cleaned myself up, wrapped the little guy up and took him down the adoption center myself. The woman at the desk asked me when he was born, and her jaw almost hit the floor when I said, "An hour ago."I was determined not to get pregnant this summer, so I had a new plan. I knew there was no way I could possibly go without sex, so I decided to go with the kind that couldn't make me pregnant. I hit the local girl bar and made my way to the one. I repeated that several times until the latex was wet and my throat was loosened up a bit.Then, I pushed Long John a full eight inches into my throat. Frank moaned a little and his hand was on his groin. I could see the tip of his dick peeking out of his underwear waistband.I moved to my chair and began stroking my own cock with one hand while the other steadily fucked my throat with the dildo. I had it far enough in that the bulge could be seen moving up and down in my neck.By now, Frank had. Bathsheba had come to tell Elizabeth that Beulah Ramsclough was coming to tea on Sunday, and her son with her, on a serious mission of intent. Indeed, that was the understanding between her and Beulah, although neither Bathsheba's father nor Willy had any inkling of the purpose of the meeting. Elizabeth laughed; Willy would leave the Ackroyd farm a man spoken for, dazed and bewildered, and perhaps wondering how this state of affairs had come about. His mother and I will see that he proposes to.