As I turned around, Sheri had her shirt off and was unhooking her bra. Her naked breasts swayed slightly as she slowly walked toward me.“You need a ...reak,” she said as she got closer.“Baby, I know, but I have so much to do and look at me, I’m a mess,” I replied.She kissed me then put her finger over my lips.“Shhhh,” she said. “I know what you need. I need it too.”Her hands found my belt and started to unbuckle it. Sheri slowly and sensually dropped to her knees in front of me, never breaking. He's gone from one hundred and sixty five pounds before the illness to one thirty-two today. Twelve of that he lost just last night.” One thirty-two, hmm? Julia Blake turned away from the doctor and back to John. Tumultuous thoughts and eager hopes raced through her head, yet she remained calm. “Is that bad?” she asked. “Well, yes, of course it's bad, Mrs. Blake. If he continues to drop weight like this, he can't last long. He'll waste away to nothing in no time.” She pondered the doctor's. She eyed Johnny up and down once he managed to haul himself into the tree house, looking him directly in the eye as she softly murmured, "Sorry Johhny, I'm afraid I sort of invited you up here on false pretences. I wanted to give you a present." Cocking an eyebrow, he looked at her as she moved lithely over to him. Her smell surrounded him in a cloud of lavender and the faint, almost bitter smell of a wet cunt. Without saying anything else, she pushed the crumpled up g-string she had removed. When he finished with his gyrations, his face and hair was caked solid with gobs of sticky grey mud as well. “Your turn,” he said. Without saying a word, I lay down on my back, my arms to my sides, as he repeated my work on him. He sat on my knees, and almost ritualistically applied mud to my entire body making sure that my hair and face were nicely caked with gooey muck as well. Then, instead of simply pulling my Speedos open, he pulled them down over my knees, and threw them onto the bank of.