She had already sucked it, felt and tasted the slow dribbly drool of its jizz load onto her tongue, taken it deep into her throat, gagging and gurglin... as she fed on the entire length of that cock. What harm could there be to fuck it, too?He tugged on her hand and she rose to her knees on the bed, stealing a glance toward the mirror. Jesus! The expression on her face startled Tricia. Her hair was bed-tossed, her tits heaved in sexual agitation, and she had the look of a wild, sex-crazed. There were 4 of them crowded round a bed, peering over a patient. 2 of them wore blue scrubs, a young man with styled black hair and a petite woman with straight blonde hair falling in stupid looking bangs around her face. There was a tall man in a white lab coat with short ginger hair, and a small Hispanic woman, wavy black hair, dressed in dark pink scrubs. Someone hidden behind a camera shouted, ‘OK!! That’s a wrap, thanks everybody, see you tomorrow.’ Bill stepped forward and stopped. He did, however, schedule a complete body CAT scan to determine if the cancer had spread anywhere else. The meeting with the specialist was even more depressing. The cancer had spread to her liver. The prognosis was grim, she had probably a year maybe two with extensive chemotherapy. We went home that night, held each other tight, and tried to determine what was the best course of action. Michelle did not want the chemo treatment. ‘I would rather have a better life for a shorter period, than to. In fact, standing at the head of the church, we had almost a hundred witnesses to those phrases, including the priest who pronounced us married. I can still remember the echo from the high-domed enclosure as my voice quivered in fright and nervousness. Those damn words, and how my wife's voice was very steady and sure, as she spoke up.Marie looked beautiful, gorgeous, angelic. I was in love. The dress she wore was white, virgin white, very unbecoming especially after the nights we had enjoyed.