They will then bring me back for observation again. I really want this to be done. I can't authorize it, since I'm in here. You'll have to do that as ...my next of kin. I hope and pray that you can forgive me enough to let me have the operation. I'll be back to my old self if all goes well, and we can get on with our lives. If not, then I may not be around to kiss my angels again. I need to see them before the surgery so I can tell them how much I love them."I love you more than I can ever hope to. But that was the last thing she said before striding over to me and literally tearing my clothes off. I barely had time to figure out what was happening that her tongue made contact with one of my nipples. Mmmmm! I moaned as I felt her tongue flick back and forth. Lustful moans filled the air as she teased my nipples. By the time she was done with them, they were hard as rock and I was seriously considering asking her to bypass all other teasing. But I never had to, because that was exactly. She held it out to show me, not as her husband but as just some unknown observer and I could see, she still did not know me. As I watched, she turned a generally obscene sex act that is, a blow-job into a religious observance as she worshiped her boss’ cock. She kissed the tip as she respectively held it in two hands, then she tipped it up and began a slurp with her tongue from his balls back up to the tip. She next put him in her mouth as far as she could but try as she may she could not fit. As I watch her still firm breasts rise and fall with each breath she takes, my mind drifts back to years past.Now the room is light enough that I can see the small heart shaped tuft of hair that has had the spot of honor just above her pussy for over 30 years. Slowly, as the light increases I can see the outline of her pussy clearly, and I wonder how many cocks have had the privilege to part those lips and how many loads of cum have been dumped into its inner darkness. I know that by now the.