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Normally I'd be excited to see them, especially you know who, but something wasn't right. I'd rarely heard Sally talk that way, normally she'd laugh butt with me but it was all too serious. So, with my curiosity piqued, I headed into the shower and did several uninteresting things before heading to bed. Happily, Friday is a day off, Hardcore so the pricks at the office were making their own drinks today. Although, to be honest, I could've done with a distraction because all day long I kept thinking about the impending visit and wondering what it could possibly all be about. I had another shower at around five and put a loose dress on, a nice knee-length floral green dress (bad girl for life) and waited for them to arrive and even though I'd been waiting for them all day, the speaker on my door still scared the shit out of me when it beeped to let me know someone was pushing the buzzer on the outside door. I looked at the little image on the tiny screen and saw Sally and Steve waiting for me and buzzed them through the main door. It was an agonising few seconds between buzzing them through and waiting for them to arrive at the door. I had it open already and gave Sally a warm smile when I saw her. She had a big black coat on which made her look even tinier than normal and her blonde curly hair bounced around her pale cheeks as she took the last few steps up to my level. She returned my smile, but it wasn't as warm as it usually was, and stepped into my embrace. We said hello to each other and when Steve followed her in I saw that his demeanour matched his wife, but there was more to his expression than hers. I couldn't quite put my finger on it but whatever was going on with them clearly wasn't good, and where I fit into this was as puzzling as the phone call yesterday. "Come in, come in, welcome to casa-de-Faye," I said trying to be as cheerful as possible. "Sorry about the mess, though if you point out anything that isn't tidy, I'll consider it an act of war!" I kept smiling as much as I could and took Sally's coat from her and hung it by the door. Steve could manage by himself; I'm not a valet service for outerwear y'know! They smiled and sat down as I boiled the kettle, when I glanced back at them they were talking really quietly. I could see Steve shaking his head slightly and looking worried but Sally just looked tense. I carried interracial the drinks in and set them on the table in front of them, then sat down on the chair looking over at them. "So, don't keep me in suspense guys, what's going on?" I looked at Sally then at Steve. "You both look scared to death." I black was smiling when I said it but it was a weak smile at best. "We are," Steve spoke up. When he did, Sally looked over at him sternly, or as sternly as she could manage. "I'm sorry." I pussy don't know if that was aimed at me or her. "We have had a lot of bad news lately honey," Sally spoke calmly but her voice sounded shaky. "We've been trying to start a family; we'd been trying for so long without any success tits so we went to the doctor to get tested and I…" Her voice trailed off. "Sally can't get pregnant, Faye. It's something to do with the womb lining not being suitable," As Steve was explaining this I could see Sally moving her knees and cringing like she felt disgusted with herself. "Oh, Sally I'm so sorry," I reached out and took her hand in mine but when I saw how down she looked I just had to hug her. “Sometimes.” he admitted. She wet her lips and leaned in closer. While watching my eyes carefully, he gently spread my legs apart then knelt between them. “ you are most welcome, sweetheart.” I replied. “You know what? All the Hardcore other men had grabbed a beer and were standing around watching me suck on Terry’s stiff cock. 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