Her dignity was colliding with her increasingly over-riding need and desire to cum as soon as possible.The crowd cheered as Grace’s hips started to ...thrust to meet the machine’s thrusts. She was actually fucking it, bucking wildly. The men of the crowd were getting excited about the amazing live show before them. Grace’s once clear mind was overcome with lust and an immense need to climax.Finally the inevitable happened. A guttural screech of her climax ringed across the square as she had an. Randy explained a little bit. He told me that everyone produces mucous in their lungs, but people with CF produce so much and it’s so thick that they can hardly breathe. Then he told me that he probably wouldn’t be able to have c***dren. I remember asking him, “But you’ll be okay, right?” He told me if he took his medication like he was supposed to, he would do okay. I didn’t ask anymore questions and told him he should never hide anything from me again. Then he asked me if I was going to break. I got my cereal and sat down to eat. I could not even look at my mom but she continued on like nothing even happened. So whats on the agenda today my mom said. No plans really! Probably just be around the house all day. Yeah me too she responded. Well you two are lucky my dad said. I gotta go. I'm not sure when i will be back though. I should be back in the morning as long as the weather doesn't disagree with me. Bye dad! My mom got up and kissed my dad and said bye. See you tomorrow son. When. " and he left them alone. They sat quietly eating and Eric lit the candle and opened the bottle of wine and poured them each a glass. Franchesca had never tasted anything so good, it was all delicious. She felt so happy and content sitting in the beautiful big room with Eric with the fire aglow next to them. The fragrance of the lilacs still filled the room with their heady scent. It was like a wonderful dream she didn't want to wake up from.They finished their meal and had some more wine, then.