He slams it hard, and I can tell it didn’t go well. I sigh to myself, because I knew this all along. It was so silly to let myself hope. To let us b...th hope. ‘I’m in the bedroom,’ I call out, my voice shaking a little, but not to much. He walks in and he looks at me, sitting on the bed, waiting for the news which I already know. There is no cure. I’m going to die in 4 months. I remember a time when we used to be happy, me and John. It was effortless, like breathing. He just had to be in the. I was in ecstasy, moaning.Nicky went on, "Oh, Val! Your man's got such a nice cock, I bet you love sucking it and having him fuck you." Val took her head off my cock, leaving it wet and dripping with her saliva.I said, "You're a slut, Val, sucking my cock right after I fucked you up the ass."She said, "Yeh, that's right. I'm a slut, but I'm your slut." She started kissing me, and we started frenching, and rolling around on the bed, our tongues were going at each other, and I had my hands on her. His hand tracing down her arm, grabbing her hand. He leads her outside to his awaiting car. He opens the door and helps her in to her seat. Taking her bag he throws it into the trunk before making his way to his seat. He looks over at her before he starts the ignition: her back pressed into the seat, her legs spread to the ends of the seat, skirt pulled up to her hips, fingers gripping the side. “Very good. Yes very good.”He pulls onto the highway, back to his place. His hand reaching over. All that time skating gives them really nice legs and tight butts.”“Oh, and I don’t have nice legs and a tight butt?” Holly said it archly, but I could see the grin on her face. Keith spent the next half hour trying to dig himself out of that one. Finally it was time to take everybody home.The next day after school I met the girls at school and took them home as had become my Friday routine. I dropped them off then headed home so we could do homework and get ready for that evening. I went home.