I was so fucking turned on seeing how much my amazing wife's cunt was creaming on that BBC. After about 40-45 minuets Dawn had finely gotten her slutt...y BBC fucking cunt all the way down to the base of his dick and just kind of rested there for a couple of minuets. Then she started very slowly and carefully gliding up and down Tyrell's now throbbing black shaft. I told Tytell to get ready because this was where Dawn could "fuck". In only about 3 minuets my nasty slutty black dick fucking cunt. “Come see us again,” I said.“We’ll try,” Jon replied. “Come visit us next time you’re in London.”“I’m sure Albert will want to visit his wife, so I expect you’ll see us in the next year or so.”After hugs and handshakes, Jon and his family piled into the taxi and were whisked away. Everyone went back inside and Kara, Sari, and I went to the ‘Indian’ room.“Sorry about my meeting,” I said.“Don’t be!” Sari replied. “You have your life to live, and besides, I enjoyed talking with Kara and playing. " She placed Joey into my arms carefully. "I know you did something to her cancer, Miguel!" Don't let them come in here," I said. "Especially the women! Do not let them come back in, Brandi."Her eyes met mine. Regardless of Doctor Brandi Larson wanting to know what I had done and what I could do, she blinked."No, Bianca!" She yelled at the door. "He'll save her. You have to leave him alone. Please! He can save her!"The people staring didn't help any as I tried to deal with the pain."I must have. A smile. A small smile, but nonetheless, a smile. I saw understanding, acceptance and ... was it resignation? I looked at Anna, then Jasmine."You two mind giving us a few moments? Get a coffee? Pick one up for me?"They kissed me, one on each cheek, then to my surprise did the same to Susan; Anna whispering something to her and getting a reply. They went out to the lounge and I slipped into the pew next to Susan."Hey, you..." I said tentatively. Weird feeling – weird situation.She reached out.