”“Oooh,” she said, now understanding. “Holy crap, Danny. That is fucking sexy. What time is it?”“Just after four, why?”“Because what y...u just said is getting me hot.”I checked my watch, picked her up and carried her to my room. Then, without getting undressed I gave her a licking and she came very quickly. I washed my face and gargled so that Kayla wouldn’t smell her mom on me, and checked my watch.“That’s what I mean by being dangerous. I’ll check that she’s not here and you can get dressed. I hesitantly asked what she meant and she said she wanted to watch me finish. I replied with something to the effect of "Don't you have something better to do?"Her response was that she had already clocked out and dropping off my towels was the last thing she had to do before leaving for the day.Without thinking too much about it, my hand had already resumed the task of rubbing, squeezing, and stroking myself from flaccid to erect. At the same time I was consciously thinking that this was odd,. Dan sucked at her cleavage as he pumped his semen into her.Annie’s hands wrapped about him. She couldn’t imagine any wilder, sensitive and thoroughly enjoyable sex. Fucking with strangers was alright, but this –This was wonderful, she thought.The night was young. They moved from the sofa, but not until they fucked once more; this time with Annie on top and Dan grasping her ample bottom and pulling her towards him.The bedroom was a different story. With both of them naked they luxuriated between. “What’s in your head, I mean.”She turned to stare at him. Nobody had ever asked her that before. Most people tried not to talk about her disease at all, much less ask her what it felt like.“Not really,” she said. “At least I don’t think so. Sometimes I get headaches, or dizzy or something, but I can’t ... you know... feel the tumor or anything.”It was quiet for a while.Brenda looked over at him, curious, now that she had thought of him as a ... man.“What about you? Don’t you have a.