His breath grew short, forcing him to drop back into his chair. He stared at the fire beside him, allowing the warmth to revitalize him.The doctor's w...rds echoed through his mind. "Terminal illness," he had called it. A death sentence.James muttered faint whispers over and over, the words obscured by the sound of his heavy breathing. It took him a while before he could actually speak aloud the phrase that had been so forcefully taking over his mind since he had heard his prognosis."Death shall. Let me say this, she has pegged my ass many times before just using her hands and the toy of her choice. She likes pegging me and will ask for to do it as a way to make me stop fucking her after she has had enough of my cock. Her pussy is small and my dick hurts her. This time was different....she put on the strap on and put the biggest toy we had in it. This cock was as far as a forearm and about 10 inches long...and smooth. I had it in my before but not with her wearing a strap on. She. Then, having got over the shock of that, I looked a little closer... which only confirmed my worst fears. "I look like a freak!" I gasped aloud."No, my dear, you look lovely," responded Mr Foster, "or, at least, you will when the bruises have faded"."No I don't! No natural woman has breasts this size! And look at the shape! They're just sort of stuck there! They don't hang like they should, like Doctor Ramaz and I decided they would!" That's because I told him to ignore what you wanted, Carol.. .Bite me rishi.Suck them.Aaahhhhh fuck..You are so good. I bit her nipple and was chewing it like a tiny bubble gum and that was arousing her.I kept my hand on her pussy over the pyjama and started rubbing it to make her more mad.She was just shouting fuck me rishi.Dont make me wait now.Fuck me with your rod.Then I got up and removed her pyjama and was licking her thighs near her pussy.She was going more mad and was telling me to fuck her right now.I wanted to tease her more so just ripped her.