She pressed her body against me doing it, teasing me with her developing curves. My dick ached in my slacks. Then, after a few more burning heartbeats... she broke away and flounced to her seat at the kitchen nook.“It doesn’t matter if you do burn them,” she declared. “Not after the wonderful dreams I had last night.”“More wet ones?” I asked. I also was far more comfortable talking sex in front of my daughter.“Maybe.” A smile played on her lips. Memories of sliding my cock in and out of her mouth. My hand wrapped around it and I pulled it free. I broke our kiss to lean forward and took his cock in my mouth. Slowly I inched it in my mouth until I couldn’t get any more inside. I wrapped my lips tighter and began to withdraw. I was actually sucking another man’s cock right in front of my husband. I slid my lips up and down his shaft a number of times when I heard him moan and say I better stop or he was going to cum. I released his cock, but held it in my hand and reached up and. The next moment, we both kissed passionately. After all this stimulation, my cock had become hard and large. I asked mom if can we do 69 position, but she said, “No, keep this for 21 days.”That was our routine for 20 days and I was eagerly waiting for the 21st day so that this lock-down will be lifted and we can resume our masturbation.Then I came to know that lock-down was extended for another 19 days and I was very sad. Then my mom came and said. “Don’t worry, you will get the reward today. But not this time. You have Stage 4 multiple myeloma. It'snot getting better." That the way you talk to patients?" Sometimes. Believe it or not, I wish I could give you better news. Alifetime of treating your body like shit has consequences."He looked at me, his eyes cloudy. "Nothing I've read says smoking hasany effect." That was the old dad, the scumbag garmento."It doesn't help. Nor does being morbidly obese. Amazing a heartattack didn't get you first." I looked at the chart again. .