I can feel your grip tighten on my cock as I touch it. I like that. Back down my hand goes, this time there are two fingers in your hole, this time ...wo fingers slide back up and stroke your clit. Back down a third time. Three fingers this time, and then before sliding my hand back up I stick my pinky in your pussy and pull it out and run it down across your ass. I can feel your ass tighten for a moment and then loosen as I run my pinky, first, then my other fingers across you ass, then back. Then Karin stood up and led me close to the now brightly blazing fireplace. "Pit, I want you to strip me completely naked right here by the fire," she whispered into my ear. Of course I didn't let her tell me twice. Slowly I pulled the zipper of her dress on her back all the way down, slipped it over her beautiful body and let it fall to the ground. No, she was not yet completely naked, a black, semi-transparent string still covered her vulva. I kneeled down in front of her, embraced her. To no surprise found the living room empty. I sat down on the couch and began to wonder if they were actually doing anything in the bedroom or not when all of a sudden I heard my wife begin to start moaning. I leaned over and looked towards the bedroom and noticed that the door was hanging open just a crack. I couldn’t help myself I got up from the couch and went to the door. As a peered around the corner of the door I could see them in a 69 with my wife on bottom facing the door. She couldn’t. After shopping around for many doctors who didn't think there was anything wrong with her, the final diagnosis of breast cancer hadn't actually surprised her very much.She had cried on and off for a few days after finding out, and again when they discovered secondary tumours on her spine. The cancer had metastasised, which basically meant that she was a goner, but she accepted her treatments, took her pain pills, and trudged through life as she always had done.Her apathy astonished even.