Feeling sick to her stomach, she asked, “Is it ... cancer?”“I don’t know. We’ll know more after a biopsy,” the doctor answered.She sat the...e for a few seconds staring at the floor. The room kept tilting from one side to the other. She said, “I think that I’m going to be sick.”She realized that she was about to lose the fight to keep her food down. She stood up and rushed out of the room in search of a toilet. Feeling a little off balance, she careened off the wall. She found a bathroom just in. "What a perfect body you have, girl, just perfect," Lynn commented to her friend. "Oh, yeah, that's a little work I had done. Look at these boobs, no implants, they were big enough but brought up to sixteen-year old elevation. Nice, huh?" Lynn and I both allowed that they were perfect. "Found a guy to do them in exchange for a weekly examination of his handiwork and a good, brisk fuck. Pretty nice and look here," as she pulled her thong down to the floor, stepped out of it and spread her stance. We stripped quickly and waited for her to stop thrashing. Once she had stopped thrashing frank picked her up and i helped him wrap her arms and legs around him so he could easily fuck her. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a tube of lube. I rubbed my cock well then grabbed some more and started smearing it around her asshole. When she started protesting frank locked her into a fierce french kiss. I lined up with her ass and nodded to frank and we both entered her at the same time. She. Stevens,” Samantha replied in a giggly voice.“Come on in and I’ll give you a quick tour of the place.”They walked through the house and Samantha marveled at how spacious, well decorated and clean the house was. You could literally eat off the floors and it was not cluttered like you might expect from a bachelor. Everything had its place.“Wow, your home is beautiful and so clean. Why would you even need someone to clean it?” Samantha asked with a puzzled look on her face.“I am semi-retired,.