Alfred, I am sure belongs to your old boss Raymond. Rachael may be Rob Henderson's. I have no idea who fathered Patricia. There were so many about tha... time. You were such a good father, working all that overtime to pay for the colleges and braces and prom dresses.It started when I was 15. Sex was just so good I wanted all I could get. I also wanted a loving husband and I selected you. You had been the best husband a woman could have.You were there for the babies; you were such a wonderful. I knew I was in his control. Then he started to finger me too and stretching me out. First one finger inside me, then after a while, his second finger joined it. I was moaning with pleasure, pushing my ass back. He started to put in some lube with the addition of his third finger. My butt was wriggling. He said he could tell that my ass was hungry for cock. I begged him to fuck me. He pulled his fingers out and brought his cock to my lips. I sucked it like a good submissive. His Cock was. I didn't know. I did know that Vicky would never feel that way for me. It made me sad. It made me change the topic."Why'd you come to see me?" I asked glancing off when I asked the question. Night was falling and people were getting ready for bed. Tonight I'd be sleeping with Emma. My wife had pulled rank and everyone had accepted it. Tomorrow the stud would be available again."Why'd you pick me to go with you and your daughter on the next excursion," Vicky asked. "I thought I'd made it clear. By the time it was found, the cancer that was called "Invasive Ductile Carcinoma" had spread to the lymph nodes and into several areas that were of life threatening concern. The cancer had started so deep inside, that it was almost impossible to detect by touch. Only a routine mammogram had found it. A double mastectomy along with radiation and chemo treatments did little to stop the progress.When the prognosis came to us that it was only a matter of time, she decided to have treatments stopped.