Prostate cancer.They reckon all men will get it if they live long enough, but he hadn't. He was only fifty-six when he died. I nursed him at home for ...he last three months, till his body could fight no more. Then his spirit was released from its broken prison, to live in the ether around me, and comfort me in my time of loss. It broke my heart, and the pieces fell onto the bed alongside his shattered body as I pulled the sheet up over his head when the last breath had sighed from his lifeless. I bent over her, my balls covering half of her face and ran my hands down her smooth body, across her small pert tits and on down her smooth stomach. I supported myself on the back of the sofa with one hand and ran my fingers through her wispy strawberry-red pubic hair to where her boyfriend's cockhead was waiting. The last time I had touched another guy's cock was when I was seventeen, exploring the world of sex and puberty with my friends, but this was different. I was strangely excited at. The next day, I walked around the flat naked, Luke having fun playing with my boobs or pussy when he could, then he forced me forward over the bench and rammed his cock into me, saying how wet it still was, I let him fuck me for awhile then stood saying “I want that cum for tonight”, and walked away. Alan came up early tonight, we were ready for them, and he took pleasure in playing with my body, sucking and stroking my boobs, I kept him hard, but stopped him from fucking me, until I had all. ..".....your the first one I've developed feelings for......fucking strange...coz I've fucked a few good looking women..believe me.......ooh that's fucking gid.....now move ya arse and milk that cock...ya fucking dirrty bitch. Lean forward...that's it....fuck me...have you been oiling ya self up, again?.... Ya fucking have...that's fresh oil, that is...." Well...yes...it is. Just in case you wanted my bum when you woke up. I like it" Like it!!! I'll say you fucking like it!!! Your an anal.