Pulling my blazer off. Throwing it onto the chair behind me. Unbuttoning my waistcoat as I pour a glass of champagne. Nibbling my ear as the waistcoat...comes off… I turn and we clink glasses. Moving to the sofa, you sitting with your legs over me as we chat… My hands always on your legs… Fingertips working up to the top of your stockings. Your legs open up inviting me in… Then I move down… A glass like that… Constant teasing… Taking your heels off of you. Lifting your leg and kissing from your. But I'm not liking the numbers this year. Somethings off. They don't look right. If I stay, you can let one of the hands go, maybe that will help?"His father walked up to him and put his calloused hands on each shoulder, looking his son in his eyes. "We. Will. Be. Fine. You come home in 8 weeks, we get you application in for the scholarship and you make something of yourself. It's my job as parent to worry about you. Not the other way around." He tasseled the boys brown hair playfully, getting. Claire started to tighten and moan and I knew she was going to cum, Amy realised too and she put one of my balls into her mouth! That was it, I started to shoot huge squirts of my thick white cum deep into Claire’s pussy. My cock was throbbing and grew thicker as I came. Claire also started to orgasm as soon as the hot cum started to fill her, and Amy just kept licking my balls and licking the cum as it dripped out of Claire’s now very sloppy hole. I withdrew my cock from Claire, and Amy looked. There was the dreaded word, cancer, spoken in connection with a person I loved."When can I see her?" I asked."In a few minutes; I'll send someone to get you."Almost an hour later, Kelly came for me and led me through the labyrinth of hallways and doors to Charli's cubicle in the Intensive Care Unit. She was pale but breathing steadily, her arms folded across her chest. She heard us come in and turned her head.In a very weak voice, she said, "Hi, honey. How are you?" Never mind me!" I said. "How.