" "I suppose." I sighed with a smile, and began to lift myself off of her, before noticing with a smile that she was almost pouting at the loss of con...act. I then maneuvered myself back around to pull her on top of me again. Our lips locked harshly, and we simultaneously let out a small moan of satisfaction. My tongue snaked around hers and we leaned back. I saw her out of the corner of my eye smile deliciously as she slowly closed her teeth over my bottom lip. As I felt her do so, I pulled. Reluctantly, she checks it. It's a schedule for her chemotherapy treatments and she has it 4 times this week. She groans. She had chemotherapy yesterday and she's still feeling the effects. Nausea, vomiting, dizziness, weakness, and headaches. Against her own nature, she hauls herself out of the tub, reaching for a towel. She walks past a mirror before doing a double-take. Her skin was red and blotchy, her aureoles sensitive to the touch, and a small bruise was forming on her arm. She doesn't. "So, here we are in Anita and Lara's house - shall we give you a tour? Yes? Well, come on!" She started to turn, and the camera perspective changed, as Lara evidently crouched down near the floor, giving a clear view up Anita's skirt. "Why, Lara, you naughty girl!" Anita twirled around, revealing a momentary flash of white panties as her skirt flipped up. She licked her lips at the camera, then turned and proceeded to walk out of the room. "This way, sir!" she said, turning and walking. She was licking it like a lollipop, sucking it from the side like she was playing the meat flute, and palming his balls. I wished that was me; I’d be tonguing his beautiful nuts. I was getting close to coming when I felt another hand on my mound. I jumped and started to scream when I saw a dark hand cover my mouth. “I came back to look for you and I catch you jilling off…I can help you out with that babygirl.” Henry said as he moved my hand from my clit and replaced it with his own. If I was in.