He pulled me over to him, and lifted up my short skirt, then pushed his hand down my pants, his fingers were so welcome by this point, and I didn't gi...e a fuck that the other people were watching. One of the other guys walked over and placed my hand on his huge cock that was sticking out of his pants. I held on like a vice and started wanking him, he was spitting already, getting bigger with every stroke, and as I leaned forward to his cock, his body shook. He knew he was going to be blown, but. I reach around your shoulders and unzip your gown. I pull it down just enough to where your breasts dangle like a sacred offering above the line of the unfastened top. Your nipples grow hard as I rub the loosened bodice across them, swollen fruit ripe for the picking. I suckle each one. Drops of sweet nectar from your nipples fill my mouth and run down my chin.I turn you around so you’re facing the mirror. You place your hands on the dressing table, lean forward and watch our reflection. I lift. .. what?" asked Al sheepishly."Dirty pictures of him... with another MAN! Pictures that make him look like a homo... fag photos! Pictures of him sucking cock! Get it?"Al got it. "Jesus, Beth... I don't know... I... what about me? I don't go for that stuff." It won't be real. And, I won't get your face in the pictures... just his. Now get naked, brother of mine, for the cause... before he comes to his senses. That stuff is supposed to last for hours, but I don't trust it."Al reluctantly. It’s bad enough that I won’t really get to enjoy most of my marriage, as long as it lasts. This cancer is killing me fast, and it’s true that smoking and fucking will speed things up, but I want to wring what little joy I can out of it before I take the Great Dirt Nap, okay, baby?” Mom managed to say.“Okay, but I have to do the hard work. No cowgirl stuff, Mom. I mean it. No reverse cowgirl, either. I have to be the active partner here. Conserve your strength and especially your breath, Mom,” I.