In my head, I was still jealous. He was rubbing my clit and tickling it as I went up and down. I was moaning loudly and scratching the back of his nec....P: Easy, baby. You don't want to leave those love marks, do you?I just smiled at him and continued fucking him. This guy is mine. For now. And yes, I wanted to leave those scratches at the back of his head.He removed my blouse and my bra and started caressing my nipples. My boobs were bouncing and I could see his eyes were glued on them.P:. What was happening to him?Afterwards, quite shaken, he checked to see if he needed a shave but therewas no stubble at all, not even a shadow. He examined his body and sawthat he still had his pubic bush, though it was smaller. And his armpithair had thinned out. He told himself it was just some kind of fluke thatwould pass. Then he slipped into bed next to his very desirable wife.She rolled over toward him, took his face between her hands, and gave hima deep kiss. Again his need surged. . Before I left Singapore I did some heavy thinking. There have been ‘aberrations’ in my behavior the last few months, maybe… probably longer. The Doctor’s comments gave me an explanation for some of my actions. My thinking gets twisted every once in a while. There have been times when I have looked back at something I’ve done or the way I’ve behaved and wondered how I could have done them. The brain tumor would explain these. And I heard when he was tiptoeing all around his prognosis and my. . I don't know how many minutes... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole area into my mouth. I struggled to keep up with her flow of secretions, swallowing as best I could, but I really didn't want to let her go. I slipped more fingers inside her hot hole, until I got all four in! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to molest her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her thighs, then moaned, then finally.