.. hard." I was hinting like crazy; he always fucked me, not the other way around, but my darling husband was clueless. I could hardly wait!"O-o-okay,..." he nodded, as he kissed me and headed out with the k**s.I went up to our bedroom and got into my outfit first. A pair of black thigh highs, knee high black 'fuck me' stiletto boots, with a black half-bra, my strap-on harness, and the smallest of the three dildos.I then went back downstairs next to the Christmas tree, grabbed the wrapping paper. He was puzzled by one letter though, for it was addressed toCaroline, the woman he was becoming.He opened it up and found a letter and a form. He read the letter."Thank you for applying to adopt a baby girl. We hope that you and herget along and enjoy a wonderful life together. We just need you tofinalise the details on the enclosed form, and have a referee to countersign it. We will be making a call in the next few days, to see how youare getting on."He read it through again, and then looked. Others not so much. Similarly their expectations for girls. We’re trying to make radical changes to these people’s lives, so if we have to bribe someone to achieve that, we do.”“Is corruption as bad at the national level?”He hesitated, then generalised. “This is a poor country. Everyone has their hand out.”I turned to Dan. “Ask the President to set up an anti-corruption task force. Get London and the UN involved.”He nodded with a knowing smile. Corruption was not to be tolerated except for the. Dennis meanwhile was doing Stirling work with the camera despite having a stiffee like a third leg, and breathing like a fire pump. The hips moved, just a little further with every thrust , half inch, three quarters, a full inch, it was like poetry in motion, slowly inextricably those hips moved away then back into the waiting, crying, gasping body, who`s fingers dug deep into his black shoulders and who`s breath was now in gasps interposed with groans, not so much of pain now, as the sexual.