Memory And Quest For Babies
Some time earlier:

Jamole and Stella were caught up by a rekindle hug before their faces locked together, very much close for them to burn each other with their warm breath.

Stella grabbed his shoulders and he clenched her waist and lifted her.

“Let’s do this,” Stella mumbled into his face before their lips switch up for kiss a motion.

They fell into the bed. Jamole was on top before he slid his hand into his pocket and brought out condom.

“Why this?” she nagged and shot her frown. “the doctor has reconfirmed that you have enough sperm now. You are no longer impotent. Are you still scared?”

Jamole had snorted, and she flinched from him.

“You are my husband for Christ sake I am tired of using contraceptive. We need to have children. You are not impotant anymore and I am not barren so what stops us from making children.”

Jamole swallowed, now hard, “I know, honey, but I insist we keep using condom. For now I am not financially fit to fund the bills of catering for children. You are the b
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