The problem wasn’t the MS anymore. Not the big problem, anyway. There was another factor climbing into the background. More serious. Pancreatic fail...re. Chronic.She caught me in the office one day over her lunch hour. “Charlie, got a minute?”“Sure, hon, what’s up?”“I want to be at my daughter’s wedding.”“Oh. I see. The doctor thing?”She nodded.“OK. Let’s talk to Princess Pinkie tonight. We’re only a few weeks from graduation. Let’s see how much she loves me. Can you wait that long, or do I need. “Ahhhh,” came out from her mouth as she felt his fingers digging her asscheeks.“Get up, you dirty whore. Turn towards your husband,” Chotu said as he pulled her back by her hips while his dick still inside her and turned her towards Vinod.Vinod just sat there gagged in Rekha’s panty and saw his wife’s expression. Her hair messed up, her makeup gone, sindoor rubbed on her boobs, and a mangalsutra hanging in between her boobs. Rekha got back on her fours.Ali brought his dick back near her mouth,. I wanted you to finally show me some emotion. You barely seem to notice I exist. I’m practically invisible to you. So, yes, I fucked you. And you loved it.” “I DID NOT!” She screamed. “So you didn’t love it when I held you down and licked your ass? You didn’t love it when I fingered your asshole? You didn’t enjoy it when I blindfolded you and took your ass, as though it belonged to me, without asking you? Or when I made you suck my filthy cock clean? You didn’t love it?” “NO!” Her legs were. “Don’t even think about touching that dick of yours. Just stand there and let me get ready.” I stood up and walked behind him, standing close enough for him to almost feel me. I lifted up my shirt and removed my bra and stepped closer to Brian. I let my tits rub against his back as I whispered in his ear. “You like my tits pressing into your back. Can you feel my hard nipples? Does me rubbing up against you get your dick hard? I bet you want to jerk off right now, don’t you.” He just nodded his.