It took only moments before he dug his hands hard into the mattress and groaned through clenched teeth and fired spasm after spasm down her throat, he... nose in his pubes, his cock down her throat to the base. She refused to let him go, swirling her tongue over the head while he was still super-sensitive, making him grunt and twitch and buck involuntarily, all the while her hand caressing his balls, rubbing at his prostate over the spot between his balls and his ass. Finally she worked her way. He had caviar for god's sakes! Then came time for the mother-son dance. Mom's favorite song played. She cried, knowing this might be the last time she sees me. When the song ended I went up to say some words."I would like to thank all of you very much. As you all know, I am to die within the year, due to skin cancer. We are here due to my wife Sarah's selflessness and generosity. I may not have time left, but by god I am going to enjoy these next months!" I cried at the end of my speech. Sarah. It’s…” She stretched her body over the side of the bed, Marcus would have loved raising the sheet to watch as she moved. He felt like a pervert. A pervert that needed to stay on his side of the bed and lift up his knees as heat started to travel down his body. Regardless of what they had shared not long ago, a voice in the back of his head told him she was not the cuddling type. She may have been every inch of a woman, but she was also a champion at that. “Four-thirty. I didn’t set my alarm,. And yet...I held up myhand or rather, I held up Mrs. Bresnan's hand. My fingernails wereglossy, my new hands thin and feminine. A mirror. I needed a mirror. Isaw the bathroom and headed towards it clumsily. My balance was stilloff, probably something to do with my breasts and the fact that I was nowa woman. Probably.I made it to the bathroom and flicked on the light to get my first closeup look of my new body. Mrs. Bresnan stared back at me from the mirror,her mouth slightly open in surprise. I.
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