When the coffin arrived I watched from a discrete distance as four burly young men lifted it onto their shoulders. I recognised two of them as her cou...ins and could see their parents milling around too. I felt a cold anger when I saw the man who had started the saga as he led a weeping woman, whom I presumed was Stephanie's mother, behind the coffin.I stayed in the background, only entering the church after everyone else. As a total atheist I deplore the whole idea of religion but funeral. Now and then I felt his tongue too. Mean while he was rubbing his Dick against mine. I felt that his hands were rubbing my back n moved till my butt he kept pressing them n I kept sucking. It continued for more than 5mins. My hormones were super active that time, I was wet again. Then we broke the kiss n he turned me around and put his hands around my waist I left my hair open I moved them aside so that he could kiss on my neck. He bite my ears. Could hear all possible romantic sound. He was. I was recently eighteen years old and full of excitement as a sissy who was now allowed in the local sex shop. I just couldn't get over the fact that so many men wanted an anonymous blowjob and I was more than happy to oblige any cock that came through the wall. I had become such a regular and was such a good cock sucker that I had accumulated a following during the daily lunch breaks. The store owner took notice and even advertised Little Mike on his social media page. He supplied me with. Jim: “I see you’re planning on feeding the tiger one last time tonight with that bucket of meat you’re holding.” Beth: “Yea, if only he’d wake up, he’s just sitting there sleeping while I’m trying to give him a well deserved meal. Hell I forgot to feed him early so he should be starving.” Jim: “Welll Beth how about you hop on in there and dump the meat in there for him.” Beth: Really? You’d actually let me go inside Jim? But what if he wakes up as I’m in there.” Jim: “O come on Beth, if he.