I knew though that eventually either he’d dump me or he’d expect me to have his babies. I made an appointment to go back to the doctor for a follow up. He checked my implant, which still seemed to be fine. “Doctor, if I … didn’t have the implant, could I … would I get pregnant?” “I’ve done some scans. Your ovaries seem fine, doggystyle as does your uterus. There’s no way to be completely sure, but I’d say that you could. In most cases if a couple wants to get shaved pregnant and can’t, it’s the man’s sterility or low sperm count that’s the problem.” “I … skinny was just wondering.” “Have you and Bill talked about having children? Do you think you’re ready for that?” “We haven’t talked about it, and I’m sure I’m not ready.” “When you are, it’s easy enough to remove the implant.” “Thank you. I’ll keep that in mind.” I guess the pink pill really had done its work. I was fully, functionally female. I couldn’t bring myself to think about getting pregnant. I was still getting used to being female and fucking Bill nearly every day, often more than once. As I sat at my desk in the office, I realized that my birth certificate, driver’s license, work cum history, all my ID in Hardcore fact showed me as a male. I’d held off driving anywhere, which seldom mattered since Bill drove us everywhere we went together. What if I drove and was stopped by the police? If they asked for my license, I’d pull out one that had my old picture and said I was a guy. My ass would sure end up in jail – the only question being whether they threw me in a cell with women or men. If someone got digging in my work history or my past in any way, all they’d come up with prior to about two months before was a guy. Bill paid for most everything, so I had money in the bank, under my male name. "You shaved would skinny have Hardcore carried on next day even further but for uncle's unfortunate and untimely arrival. After a sterling Air Force career (Their words at reenlistment doggystyle time that never seemed to make it on to my regular fitness reports, though they were very good, too,) I separated from the A.F. to begin my college career well prepared, I hoped. "Yes Daddy" murmured Abrielle, "I remember Nina". Life moves on and it did for us. I grinned, surprised my suggestions to Ji-Yun worked as well as they had. Daisy was frozen in her place on the cool sidewalk, watching the cum two men in what seemed like a very heated situation. “Call me when you are in town, John,” and he did, he called her on Tuesday, confirmed their tryst, and planned to drive there for a weekend of carnal delight. This one however was naked from the waist down, with my wife kneeling at his feet and noshing on his large ebony rod. Cute little ass too as well. I removed her stockings and shoes and grabbed the hose to clean her up. I don’t think there was much text. The penetration, at least that’s what I was assuming, of sister continued.