He was getting what she had left, he himself growing weak kneed as he once again began to work his now spent cock in and out of her a couple last time... to make sure she too was finished. He then backed away, his cock slipping from her overflowing pussy. The mixed cum of the four men seeped from her, while she continued to kiss her husband and hold him tight. She made no move to cover herself from the staring eyes of the men behind them. Finally she let go of her husband and stood up. Her. .." she exclaimed and left the statement hang. She was in disbelief."That's not all I have." There's more?" Yes. He had a handful of appointments today. A striking young woman visited him at the end of the day. They left and went to a bar and had a few drinks. Now they didn't kiss or anything but she kept touching his arm. I found out her name as well. It seems her name is Olivia Thompson, the daughter of the hotel tycoon. She accompanied him to his home and went inside for a few hours. Again. We had another talk. This time we all sat in the living room and discussed things."I feel like I'm the person you have to schedule things around. Like you have to placate me until I'm satisfied and then you two can get back to your life together. I'm a stranger in my own home." You're just being silly," Linda told me."Silly? So now my feelings are silly?" No," said Frieda. "What she meant is that you are reading into things that aren't there."Linda nodded with Frieda.I sighed. "It used to be,. Messina’s stoic face revealed little regarding the diagnosis. ‘Hello, Ms. Beckett – nice to see you again,’ stated the doctor, as if this were just another ordinary day on which to exchange pleasantries. Natalie half expected him to begin talking about the weather. ‘Hi, Doctor.’ She managed a saccharine smile, clearly sweeter than the pallid one she had directed at the muscled communications enforcer back in the waiting room. She waited for the oncologist to take the lead. Dr. Messina.