"I hope you don't mind a woman like me rubbing her hot, wet pussy all over you, Timmy!"Belinda lifted her crotch up towards Tim's erect penis. At the ...urthermost point, she felt the underside of the cold, stiff cock brush against her waking snatch and she shivered. Tony watched Belinda as she repeated her action from the screen in the kitchen, lifting her sex up towards Tim's prick but it was his youth that dogged her.All she could reach was the underside of his cock. The head pointed. I noticed her the first time I entered the bar a few weeks after we arrived. And she seemed to look at me, probably because I was 6’6” tall and did not look as naive as I really was.Gerda was almost 6’ tall, a very big Bavarian girl in her mid twenties. Her voluptuous breasts and her beautiful butt were probably the reason why she got employed at this place frequented mainly by soldiers. She wore the traditional dirndl, which typically has a great cleavage for woman with the right set of tits,. Our tongues danced together for what seemed like an eternity, I then felt her hand go inside my shorts and pulled out my throbbing dick which she wrapped her small hand around as far as she could and started moving my shaft up and down. It felt so wrong, yet so incredibly wonderful. It was then she broke our kiss and looked into my eyes again and with a mischievous smile looked down at my pulsating manhood. She dropped onto her knees in front of me and before I could protest she took the head. I’m afraid we’ve run out of treatment options.”“What do you suggest?” I asked.“I recommend stopping the chemo and transitioning to palliative care. We can begin with pain medication.” He looked at Mom encouragingly. “You’ll feel a lot better for a while. After all, chemo is poison.”“How long do I have?” Mom asked quietly.“A few months,” he said. “Six months at most.”On the drive home, Mom spoke lightly, trying to get my spirits up. But I too sad to be cheered up.“Come on, Johanna,” she said at.